I heard her voice in the hall, “You’re right Jeff, sound asleep, we need to be more careful.” I drifted off with the sight of my mother being fu...ked as my step sister used my fingers to masturbate her as we watched. “Did Lindsey fantasize about being my mother?” I wondered. My mind was filled with the thought of being on top of my mother with my hard cock slamming into her just like my step dad had done.Now it was afternoon, both adults were at work, and my arousal was full and I wanted to take. I'll get you the money right away."No thanks," said Ann, hanging up.The phone rang almost immediately. It was her mother. "I'm so proud of my little girl. I knew you had what it takes to make it in the city the moment I saw you on stage at the pageant. How did your first shoot go? I can't wait to see some pictures of you."Ann managed to get a few words in before hanging up an hour later. She called Tyrone back immediately. "Tyrone, this is Ann again. What exactly would a nude layout entail?"Ann. Releasing her swollen clit, he took himself in hand and slammed into her cunt in one vicious thrust. She howled in pain when he pinched her bruised clit and twisted as hard as he could. He slowly pulled out of her and then pounded back into her, twisting her clit with every stroke. He felt blood on his fingers, and it only spurred him on. His thrusts grew more and more powerful until he was jolting the bench each time. Kaneez passed out long before he was finished, and he felt her go limp. He. .. Energetic. Talkative. And a bit clingy.”“Did you get seasick?”“Nope.”We’d spent the late afternoon and most of the evening on a Dhow, chartered especially for us. Caroline had bowed out, fearing she might get seasick or even worse, be taken out of signal range and left with a useless phone. And so I had dressed in slacks and a shirt and presented myself at the hotel entrance, to be picked up by Prince Asim in a Maserati I could barely fit in. I must say the guy knows how to lay on a spread..