She turned back to face Matt, placed her hands on his chest, and began sliding herself up and down on his long pole using her well toned legs to maint...in a steady rhythm.“Does that feel good?” she asked him, a slutty seductive tone to her voice .“Like heaven! Amanda, you are too good at this!” Matt exclaimed and raised his head to her right nipple to suck on it. Climbing off the bed I stood there at the foot watching Amanda gradually pump herself up to orgasm using Matt’s cock as an impaling. "I dribbled a little of the oil on my hand, then sat down and started stroking up and down as I looked at my mother.She was trying to be cool about it, continuing to make dinner but she was watching me. It was making me hornier than I'd ever been, I knew now that I wanted my dick inside my mother. I wanted to fuck her and I wanted to become her lover. She was the only one I wanted. I stroked and stroked and soon I was moaning and she had turned to watch, stopping what she was doing.I was close,. So she headed back to her own room, intending to fingerfuck herself to jelly. But she got sidetracked. Going down the hallway, she distinctly heard panting and grunting sounds coming from her brother's bedroom. She paused, cocking her head and listening. Then she grinned impishly. Jimmy must be beating his meat! And that was well worth a peek, she figured. She sneaked up to his door and listened, her ear pressed to the panels. The sound was louder and most definitely that of a frenzied fist. She was reaching for a Band-Aid when the wound healed itself before her eyes. "How?" she asked as she put the Band-Aid away."I don't know my little slave. Now hand me my shoes," he replied as he finished pulling his socks on.Amber was leaning against the door, holding it closed while Victor dressed. "Hurry, can't hold him long!" she gasped out as the doctor hit the door again.Pulling his last shoe on, Victor quickly tied it and then picked up the shirt with the bat signal on it and jumped off.