"Hurry, darling!" Donna kept whispering in a thick voice. "Oh, God, faster! Hurry and fuck me, baby! Oooooh, God, that feels good!"Ted watched his mot...er twist her naked ass, grinding back onto his cock. He couldn't believe it was happening, but the way he felt, the way his cock felt, he knew it was no dream. He was fucking his mother, and she was urging him to fuck fast and hard. He was watching her grind her naked ass, seeing her asshole flex and pucker, feel her cunt gripping his cock.Donna. “What’s that?” Kate asked.“It’s called the entablature. Usually it is a series of friezes that support the roof gables or side. I think that since this stretches from pillar to pillar around the edge of the chapel, that’s what it would be called.” It was a stone beam about two feet tall divided into about fifty panels.“You should paint a scene in each of those stone frames. Be like Michelangelo and paint a chapel,” Kate laughed. I looked around and could suddenly see it all taking shape. Scenes. Oh fuck..." Kate whispered hoarsely as a massive cum racked her body as I too exploded with a massive cum deep inside of her clutching pussy.By the time that we had settled Keiko had disappeared.Kate was preparing breakfast the next morning and I was watching when Keiko joined us. She was wearing what appeared to be an over-sized t-shirt. She sat down opposite me but was avoiding eye contact with me.I spoke to her in Japanese to say "Good morning ... did we shock you last night?"The ensuing. Carla decided to follow Bianca’s advice. She might as well pay attention to what her sister was doing.Bianca teased the length of Dillon’s cock with her tongue. Carla heard him groan with pleasure when Bianca took his length in her mouth while her fingers played with his balls.The look of sheer ecstasy on Dillon’s face made Carla's pussy throb slightly. Maybe this sex game, or whatever it was, wasn’t too bad after all. She watched as a stream of saliva slid out of Bianca’s mouth and dripped.