As mom, Janet, and I, ate our dinner, we made some small talk, and talked about some things that mom and I had talked about, before we left the house ...his morning, about the three of us.After we finished eatting, the three of us started right where Janet and I had left off, with getting the big boxs empty, and everything in the house, and put away, then with the boxs broke down and the trash gathered up, I put on my shorts and took the trash and broken down boxs, out to the curb, for the trash. Rapturous.I trembled there, everyone watching her feast on me. My round boobs jiggled as she danced her tongue around in my asshole. She had found all the cum in my bowels, but she kept licking me like a good sex slave. I trembled there, my heart pounding in my chest.“Oh, you dirty demon-bitch,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, make me cum. Make me cum so hard!”Her lusts rippled through her. She wanted to do that so much.She thrust her three fingers into my cunt. She buried them deep into my twat. My cunt. When she took down her pantyhose, she revealed her very skimpy white panties. The material was very thin, almost transparent and you could clearly see her bushy pussy through the thin cotton, there were even a few dark hairs sticking out the sides, my first glimpse of female pubic hair. The whole thing was very enjoyable and something I was keen to experience again soon. As I developed as an adolescent, I was aware that I was spending more and more time developing my skills as a voyeur. Instead. ”He moved naturally, his hips rocking. “oh my god.”“yes, exactly.” she smiled against his cheek, pressing her breasts to his chest. “this is how we make love, our flesh, in and out…” the sound of their wet coupling filled the room. “but we’re all making love, all of us, all the time.”She felt him listening—his whole body was listening—and she took advantage of the teaching moment. “my breath. Your breath. In and out. That’s how we make love to the divine. It’s no different.”Her lips trailed.