You should come and eat it.”And then instead of telling me to fuck off and bury myself in a heap of manure he simply opened the door smiled at me sa...d something along the lines of “Sure thing Mum.” and skipped down-stairs.This state of affairs continued all day and left me a quivering wreck by the time my husband got home. My hands were shaking and I could feel cold sweat running up and down my shoulder-blades. Thoughts were racing through my head in a whirl of confusion, so when my husband. Both of them knew how to get me nicely aroused and I was already there. Saturday mornings mean I get really well shagged.“I feel you’re ready for it then,” I said.“I’m always ready for it,” he said and I felt is cock between my legs from the back. Then John was next to me and guided my hand to his massive erection too.“Don’t forget your other son,” he said. “Doesn’t my prick turn you on?”“You know it does you dirty little fucker,” I said and they laughed and pulled me backwards over to the. "You just want to get us back over there," she gestured in a manner that indicated "there" was over the border somewhere and a dirty word at the same time."Please, Fran!" You don't understand, Renee. I can't live without it anymore. How will I live over there? They won't let me have it." But I need it too, baby," Renee soothed. "I wouldn't do anything that would stop me from getting it too, would I now?" No. I guess not." Fran's cool fingers caught at the carmine nubbin of Renee's nipple and. I knew she had thought about it. Then I removed her gag and kept asking questions, teasing her with the vibrator and my cock. FINALLY, Rachelle began to confess... "yes, help me...I know it is wrong but yes..." "Yes what Rachelle my sexy married slut?" "yes I saw his cock, I wanted it, I dreamed about it..." She confessed to masturbating to the thoughts and to masturbating as she listened to her dad fucking her MILF mom... she teared up at the confession but her nipples were harder and.