She also told me she wasn’t wearing any panties. Phil arrived and we had a glass of wine and Fiona asked him what was his favourite video. He handed...me a bag and in it was a silky black pair of panties, a white thong and a black bra and said they were Amy’s. I sniffed the panties and could smell her pussy juices. I found the video and started playing it. They sat next to each other on the sofa and I sat on an armchair watching them. Fiona’s skirt had risen up and exposed her stocking tops. As. I found myself coming out of my shock and being turned on by the spectacle of you being fondled by two strangers. You were beginning to return the kisses of both men with increasing enthusiasm. Soon they had your tits in their hands and they looked enormous in the glare of the spotlight. Both men fell on them like hungry wolves. They teased, kneaded, kissed, bit and tortured them while the crowd was going wild as they saw just how big and hard your nipples were. You was gasping in ecstasy. My. Before Jason or Melina anticipated it, Valerie came in a squirting spray on the bed sheets. Jason, no longer worried about such selfless distractions as his mom's climax, pumped out his seed into her undersexed cunt. He grinned at even the idea of his cum possibly knocking her up. There was a primal thrill to such a notion of impregnating his own flesh and blood."Well, Melina? What are you waiting for? You wanted my son, so get him ready and fuck him!" Val instructed her stunned and fascinated. Yes, anything she reminded herself - a chill running down her spin to clench her sex with the muscles within herself. Doris could remember as he started to stand, knowing he was excited, was going to command her to give him pleasure. Not only was she ready to act thus, she was anxious to do so.This young man who had captivated her soul, her body and yes, even her heart was non other than her son Dennis. How can a mother not trust her child - to allow herself to abandon all pretence to.