That makes me feel better about how I feel about you.”She looked at the pictures and then at me. Her face was oddly calm.“So you want to do with m... what you want to do with her.” Her voice was also oddly calm.My face must have answered for me.“Bobby, this is a lot different than just getting turned on by being naughty,” she said, softly.“I know,” I said.She sat there. I had no idea what she was thinking about. Suddenly she spoke.“I saved up my allowance and got something at the triple. If you're shocked that I can so casually refer to my Mom as a whore, then don't be. Mom likes to refer to herself as a whore. She says there is nothing wrong with being a whore and that a good, honest whore delivers a fair, quality, service for a fair price just like any other business that sells products or services. She is proud of the fact that the quality of the sex services she sells is so high that her customers are willing to pay very high prices to have her service their hard cocks with. ‘What…………fingers ……..aaaaaaahh?’ she thought absently in confusion as her body arched, the orgasm that had building remorselessly finally overwhelmed her, sending wonderful, shivering little convulsions all round her super-tense body. As the blissful tension started to fade and she relaxed back onto the soft bedding, she started to take in her surroundings again. It was not what she wanted to see. ‘Oh no, not again….’ she whimpered to herself as she lay on her side and curled her legs tightly. We started fucking her pussy she was wildly responding me. My cock was going and coming out. She was very fast, then I pulled out my cock and pressed again fucked her. Chitra was arching me back. The door was opened it was Vanitha, she saw us fucking, she slammed the door and went. I fucked her violently and cum inside her pussy. She held my legs tightly with her thighs and pressed her hands on my both ass pressed me in. I drained out fully. We both exhausted. We kissed and hugged and relaxed.