She pointed that gorgeous rump right at me, her black bush, soaked with her juices, peeking between her lush thighs.The hole I came from. It was this ...elicious sight. My dick throbbed as I unzipped my jeans. The sounds of passion grew louder and louder. Women gasping, moaning. Flesh slapping against flesh. Guys grunting and groaning.So many sons enjoyed their mothers. It was so right. Every son should experience the joy of a mommy-slut.I shoved down my jeans and boxers in a single go. I kicked. We set off down the wooden staircase that led to the cove as the last of the sun’s echoes continued to diminish in the west.Lara now carried a small hand net and the fishing bucket. In time, we were wading through the cove, swishing our feet along the sandy bottom as patches of stars pricked the gently distorted surface. The moon remained hidden behind the world; we would perhaps see her at our next harvest, before dawn, if the gathering clouds didn’t enshroud her. Heather came to a stop and. I want to get even with the dirty bastard. I want a man to watch me undress, see me nude and jack off over me like he does over his pictures.“Moira …” I began again, but she interrupted, which was fortunate as I had no idea how I was going to finish the sentence.“Don’t tell me you don’t want to Father. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you look at me in church.”My face went red. In church she wore skirts thin and tight enough to show the outline of her panties, with heels that made her bottom. Now get the fuck out of those clothes, and keep that prick in your mouth until I’m ready to use it. You’ll get no more pussy from me until you get sloppy seconds, thirds, or hundredths for that matter. And then only if my new lover allows you to have some, understand?”“Yes Mistress!” And damned if he didn’t.“Good! Tomorrow, you’ll go out and buy me a nice big black two headed rubber dildo so that I can fuck you in the ass when I want to from now on. Oh, and that’s after you fix breakfast in bed.