”“Oh, I see,” said Heather. “I thought it might mean something else. I had a mistress once. But it was a different kind; more of a play mistre...s.”“Oh?” responded Jane. “How adventurous of you. Do tell more.”Heather grinned. “It was years ago ... But it was very exciting. I still remember it vividly.”Faith returned with the drinks and offered them to Heather and Jane.“Perhaps we should change the subject,” offered Heather.“Nonsense,” replied Jane. Then she turned to Faith. “Heather was just. She was smiling when she turned to me holding the KY in her hand.“I did not think I needed it but it is for your satisfaction only and now get the fucking going”, she surely said it loud as I approached her and she lunged on my apparatus with an open mouth and started flicking my little bit deflating cock. In no time I was like a steel sky scraper once again as she expertly sucked my cock and balls and even remembered my pretty ignored but sensitive nipples. I ouhhhh’d and ahhhh’d, did my best. Oh fuck yes....keep going ... Oooooooo" It didn't take her long to cum again! Michaels cock was doing incredible things to her body. She felt her pussy gush as she squirted over his legs. Michael didn't let up thefucking thoigh and continued to pound her pussy. Kate was soon screaming through another orgasm which was swiftly followed by another. And then it she felt it. She felt Michael shot his cum inside of her. Despite cumming buckets earlier Michaels orgasm seemed to go on and one and as he. Rifts evolved as the parents played the children against the other. Ida’s mother was an old-fashioned American slut. The beauty her daughters possessed had come mostly from Mother. The same lustiness these women could produce in men was used by Ida’s mother ad nauseum.Ida had attracted Kurt during their junior year of college from out of nowhere. A beach party of free spirits and alcohol and precious herb moved both their spirits into stripping just out of the light of the campfire and fucking.