It was either me or the camera, and it wasn't all me." Actually, you pushed me over the edge. You really know how to eat pussy!”.She grinned. "A gir... tries. You taste good." I bet you say that to all the girls," I deadpanned.She belly laughed. "I do. I do." She shook her head. "I think you're the real deal, chicka. You were born to fuck on camera. If you want, I can have them let a couple of my fans in to jerk it while they watch you perform. Would that excite you?"I felt a happy buzz in my. ”“Did you wear it?” She asked.“Did I wha..?”“Did you put it one? Is that why you took it? To wear?”“Uh..yeah. I did.”“It’s not a costume, you know.”“Yeah, I know. It’s just..really..s..sexy, I guess.” I stammered, trying to avoid eye contact.“Sexy? Hm.” She looked thoughtfully at me.“I’m going to go put this away, and while I decide if I’m going to call your parents, you go wait in the living room. We’re going to have a talk about stealing my private items.”I slunk into the living room and saw. .. “Well, Mom, he’s marrying you, a woman with two grown-ass kids who are now incestuously intimate. He should definitely accept what comes with the territory. That’s his own philosophy, isn’t it, and yours, ‘to simply accept what comes with the territory?’ And he really deserves to know that he’s sharing you with us, I think. This is for the best,” I observed as we sat in the living room together.“Very true!” Amy chimed in now, snuggling up gladly with me on the loveseat, “I think that Michael. As he looked through the gauzy curtains, his heart almost stopped. Colleen was straddling her husband. He could see her muscled ass tighten and relax as she slowly rode Paul’s cock.“Oh my god, babe,” Paul moaned. “It feels so fucking good inside you.”As a dozen candles flickered around the room, Steve watched Colleen. Her head was down, as she concentrated on the sensation of Paul’s hard cock inside her. Her hands were squeezing his pectoral muscles as she ground her clit into his pubic bone,.