The middle finger found the moisture and spread it along the split.I heard him whisper in my ear, as my eyes closed, “Mother, I want to suck your ni...ples?”“Yes, darlin', oh yes!” I said as more a moan than words. I was really ready to be taken by him. I was a goner! I felt him make happy mouthing on my twin peaks. His finger went inside me, as I spread my legs, I wanted more. I lay back down on the blanket to allow my son full access to my private parts.I could tell he was unhitching his. ”Ashley sacrificed her virginity to me about twenty minutes later as the snowstorm literally howled outside the walls of my home. With equal passion, we culminated that love relationship as well.In the following hours I went again with each girl, and then with them cuddled naked by my sides we went to sleep. We were sticky and smelly and drippy, and loved it. I couldn’t remember ever being so content.Somewhere in the night, half awake at some tremendous wind gust, I sort of resigned myself to. . Enough...!”His pace then increased again, becoming short, sharp and much more violent. My wife squealed in pain then moaned loudly as Pamuk began the rapid strokes that surely must bring him to climax.Loud, wet, slapping sounds from the computer’s sound system filled Andy’s office as I stared at the screen, rooted to the spot. A moment later Pamuk’s fat, ugly face contorted as my wife’s had done and with a coarse, almost animal grunt his body began to shake and spasm.He had finally started to. As I opened the laptop, I saw he was watching some low-quality MMS videos. I jokingly said, “It looks like you like MMS videos.” Listening to this, he turned a little red. I asked him if he knows how to clear the browser history to which he nodded no.I asked him what if mom found about it through browser history to which he had no answer. Then while showing him, I proceeded to clear the recent browser history so that my mom wouldn’t doubt.I said, “You got to be more careful from next time,.