" Bingo," I grinned at Pete. "That's the way I figured it, too. I think we've got a good chance of seducing her, but the first step was that she had t... trust us, or at least one of us." So who elected you?" Tom did, actually. Besides, I was the first one to figure things out." So, what's the second step?" We play poker for a while and let her calm down. Meanwhile, let's try to finish up the Chex mix as quickly as we can."Stuffing our faces with the mix was a thirsty job, and we had mostly. While we were giving her a golden shower, she had her hand between her legs rapidly rubbing her clit. When our bladders were empty, she got up and showered off all the piss that had landed all over her glistening brown body."OK Don, what else would you like to do to my mom?" I thought for a minute. "I want to watch her shove a cold can of pop in her cunt. I've seen it in pornos and I want to watch her do it." She went to the bed and Jason ran to the kitchen and came back with a can of pop. It was a unique experience to be able to feel his cum shooting into my wife. I gently squeezed them at each contraction. She was looking straight ahead, a glazed look on the face, and his eyes were closed. He held himself up tight against her sweet little snatch and his thick young cum was being deposited deep inside her. His contractions were lessening and I knew that he was almost completely emptied. I could picture the sperm spreading inside her. When he had stopped, I let go of his. His manly needs were such that he could not enter into such activities with his sister Greta in the privacy of their little hut like true lovers and not siblings from the same family. He had no doubt that such coupling was not without sin and would certainly result in guilty thoughts that would plague his conscience with everlasting annoyance.*Greta dusted in all the dark corners and now that her brother was gone to his pleasures in the Gypsy camp she took off all her layers of clothing except.