“But you know what, sweetheart? I loved what I saw. At first I was shocked, and then I found myself getting more and more excited as I looked at all...the pictures you had of me. I have to admit, I’m very impressed with what you’ve done with that Photoshop program. Who knew your old mom could look so good?”Mitch felt his pounding heart slow, realizing he wasn’t in trouble at all—that the reality was quite the opposite, his mother having been turned on what she’d seen. “Mom, you are so much more. Rising to attention, James sat up and smiled at me. ‘I can see. Now turn that bathroom light off and get your sexy little pussy over here.’ I walked over to him, a small smile on my face as I felt encouraged. I moved to the bed to feel him grab my hips and pull me on top of him, his hard length felt under my thong. James kissed my bare tummy, pulling some of the cloth out of the way. ‘You smell so wonderful…don’t be nervous, you hear me?’ I put a finger up to my lips and nodded, already. I smiled mostly by looking like I had stepped on a nail. Matt shrugged and forgave me. Rules. Yeah right.“Ha! As if,” Camille laughed, “Anyway, I’ve better get back in line. The show is going to be crazy. I caught them last time and--”“Come on, Cammy,” He was certain that his boxes were good, “I’ll see if I can get you backstage.”“You can’t unless you’re on the list,” There was the clipboard girl, a woman, Matt’s age, early thirties, smoking at the service entrance. She had already turned away. “That’s definitely not enough for my greedy little slut.”I nodded and then moaned when his finger tips started tracing my pussy lips under my skirt. “You will not commit this sin in our home Jack!” Grandma said seriously. “She needs to be fucked Mom, look at her,” Daddy said angrily as he pulled his hand from between my thighs to show them his fingers coated in my cream. Daddy shifted me slightly in his lap so that I was straddling him. Now I was able to grind my hot little cunny against his.