Meanwhile Sam had the video camera just inside the tent flap making sure he got it all on camera, thinking another slut for us to enjoy. After Irene h...d cum she removed her top and lay down, Wendy placed a pillow under her arse to give her better access to Irene's cunt and arse Wendy knelt down between her legs eagerly licking and tongue fucking her while pushing two of her fingers into her sisters arse, with her other hand she began rubbing her own cunt, Irene was in ecstasy her eyes were. “Get ready mom, I’m going to cum soon!”“Give it to me son!” She hissed. “Pound my fuck-hole and fill it with your juice!”Hearing mom talking like some filthy, wanton fuck-slut pushed me over the edge and I started pumping jets of cum into her slick hole. My nuts were boiling and I had never cum so hard in my life. I felt as though I could cum for a week, and our combined juices started pushing back past my still-pumping cock and dribbling down my nuts onto the floor. Finally I collapsed on her. I looked at her, I didn’t say anything, I just looked.“Joe, I’ll swallow the next time but I want the first one in me,” she said as she lifted her gown above her hips and straddled me.Like a knife though warm butter I cleaved her labia and slid in, she was hot and wet, liquid velvet, she took all of me then paused, taking my hands she raised them to her gown covered breasts, “Play with my titties, Joe, play with me,” as she started to slowly post on my post.I kneaded her breasts, they were soft. Reading the tales between the well thumbed pages introduced my young self to words like labia and clitoris, but I'm afraid I was none the wiser. The only thing I took away from these stories, was that every protagonist in the tale was sporting at least nine inches of man meat and the women always had an orgasm as the man came deep in her pussy.And the more stories I read, the more hackneyed and predictable the tales became. I have always enjoyed the written word more than the imagery. Don't get.