Looking at her entire sweat covered body she noticed her beautiful firm breasts moving to every breath. Further down she was totally amazed to see how...deep her arm was buried in her daughter’s saturated bald cunt. Her anger towards her daughter had now turned to caring for her daughter’s needs and she was not going to deprive her of it. Guilt also set in for wanting to punish her daughter for what she saw her doing and yet she was now doing the same thing. She now wondered if she was no. Rebecca held her husband tightly and moaned quietly. “Do you like that Becca?” Sam asked, starting to pound her harder. “Yes!” She replied, squeezing his shoulders tightly. She muffled her loud cries of pleasure by biting into her husband’s shoulder. Whimpering and murmuring words of encouragement. “I love you so much, Gwen.” “What?” Sam stopped suddenly, staring at Becca incredulously “what did you call me?”“Sam, I said Sam.” He stared at her for another few seconds before he shrugged and. Now come on into the bedroom with me. I froze, unsure if I should although I knew what he had in mind, at least to some extent. But Dave… I said.. He then gave me a serious look and sternly said I said get into the bedroom. Now. So, I got up off of the sofa and walked to my mothers and his bedroom and he followed me closely behind. He then pushed me onto my stomach so I was bent over the bed. I was a little freaked out but then I felt him licking on my clit and probing my virgin hole with a. Her nipples were hard and she had a slight camel toe. I told her, “Looking good lady.” She smiled and said, “Thank you I don’t hear that nearly often enough.”The reunion had died down so I invited her out for dinner and drinks. She said that she needed to change first. I looked at her and asked, “Do you have to put underwear on?” She replied, “Not if you don’t want me too. What would you like to see me in?” There was a slight pause and then she added, “Besides my birthday suit.” I smiled and.