It was written on lovely stationary and in elegant handwriting. Beth was instantly jealous. Brianna must’ve gone to a school that still taught cursi...e. It was so beautiful compared to Bethany’s chicken scratch. One more thing to admire on top of her unwavering confidence and Goddess-tier singing voice.She scanned the note quickly.Dear Mistress Bethany, It is said that one cannot serve two masters. Perhaps men are too vain, greedy and spiteful to manage such an affair, but I propose that women. I stood side-on to her so that my semi-erect cock was pointing at her face. Charles then got mum on all fours on the couch. He put me at her feet and dad at her head. In none of the pictures so far was I actually touching mum, but in this picture he asked mum if it would be OK to have both dad and me touching her. By now Mum was completely relaxed about being nude with everybody, and readily agreed. Charles told me to get on my knees behind mum and put my hands on her hips. He saw I had. “It hasn’t been like that in a while,” she said. “Now I remember why I married you.”I touched her hair, our faces so near. “I was worried that if you found out about my fetish, you wouldn’t want me anymore. Or you’d think I was too weird to be with.”“No,” she said. “We both have our kinks. But I’m seeing how the exhibitionist thing really might go well with the i****t thing. As a fantasy.”“As a fantasy,” I repeated. “But you have to know, Jacob has it too. His computer has been having trouble. Oh Brutus how I remember the soft wet feel of his lips on me there. Kissing my puckered little hole. Tenderly probing his tongue into me.How I moaned and sighed and pleaded with him to fuck me there, to take my asshole and possess it with his long hard cock. Did he mother Brutus whispered. Oh yes my handsome son your father lovingly prepared me to receive his hard throbbing cock in my damp pink shit hole.Oh Brutus I sighed out he would lick and suck on the flowering silky soft lips of my.