'Yes! Yes! Yes!' we both yelled at the tops of our voices, and I couldfeel great dollops of cum squirting inside her. Squirt, squirt, squirt,squirt......inally, I was empty.CHAPTER THREE'That WAS good,' Celia said, as she went to the bathroom.'Yes,' I said, although for me it had been only a few seconds ofpleasure before I'd had that incredibly intense orgasm. 'What aboutfastening the bottom of the leotard?''It's done,' she called from the bathroom. 'I did it whilst you werestill coming down from. "And it was amazing! I need to cum in you. Please let me." No! Never!" she cried. "You're my son!" I'm also the man whose back you scratched in passion as I drove you to orgasm," I said."We can't!" my mom said, but it was obvious she was weakening. I knew that tone of voice. All I needed to do was be patient and I'd get my way. I learned that a long time ago. The only problem was that I couldn't. I shifted my cock to the entrance of her pussy."You wouldn't!" my mom cried. I thrust my cock deep.. Finally hopping off him, Jennywent around the bed and put all her clothes back on after which she went over to the dresser,shut off the video camera and removed the tape. "Hey Jimmy," she asked, "how much is this tapeworth to you?"Before he could answer, she tossed it on the bed, and cut one of ropes holding Sally's arm to chairwhile looking back at Jim and commenting, "That tape is a present from me to you and yourbride, she should be able to get away now that her one arm is loose, I just had. Rose had dressed for the occasion and it seemed like there was just a couple quick zips to get her blouse and skirt off. She always had her breasts encased in a strong bra so they didn't bounce so hard they hurt, but when her skirt came off, there were no panties to obstruct my view of her perfect little slit. She'd opted for a clean straight strip of hair from right at the top of her slit for about an inch and a half that was about half an inch wide. It was like an arrow pointing at the pearly.