“A little harder,” Joanie is heard to moan.A woman who had been standing off by herself walks towards the bed. As she stands beside Joanie she loo...s her clearly in the face and holds her gaze for a few moments. It is broken only when the woman puts two of her fingers inside of Joanie’s pussy, removes them and licks her fingers. She does this once more and then she removes her dress, places her fingers once again inside of Joanie, probingly moving them around extracts the glistening digits and. It felt incredible and I suddenly wanted it to be Art's cock in my ass. I wanted to suck his cock, no I NEEDED to suck his cock and feel him fuck me! "Art, you win! Please! I want to suck your cock, I want to feel your cock in my ass, oh my god, I can't believe I'm saying this! Fuck me Art, pleeease!!!!"Art leaned in and brought his lips to mine and I immediately jammed my tongue into his mouth. I felt him move so our bodies were pressed against each other and I felt his hard cock rub up. The room is filled with pheromones; hers, his and mine. There is a faint smell of whiskey and beer on our breaths. His cologne and sweat are almost equally as arousing. My deotorant is also all but gone and the sweat is pouring from my body as equally as it is theirs. I put my mouth on her hanging breast and its salty flavor makes me work my tongue up to her neck. I kiss her and kneed her left breast in my hand. Her body is constantly tense from the contractions that start in her pussy, working. I knew we had to address what we had done, and put a stop to any further inappropriate conversations between the two of us. "Hi honey," I answered, trying to set a somewhat serious tone off the bat. "Hey gorgeous," he said cheerfully. "Long time, no chat Mom." "Kye, before we chat anymore, I want to talk about the other night," I said sternly. "I love you and love that you and I can talk about anything and feel that we have a very strong relationship, but our conversation the other night.