The longer I watched, the more I found myself jealous of her little boy and the blissful look on his face as he eagerly suckled his mother’s tit.Jus... when my dick couldn’t possibly get any harder, Mom finally returned as I heard her opening the front door. I wasn’t about to let her see what I was doing, so I quickly hustled back inside. I met her in the kitchen where I found her wearing a short, heather gray, New England Patriots T-shirt, with black spandex yoga pants, and a pair of brown. His secretary Alice put up with hisusual boorish comments, while she did all the work.At the end of the day he rushed to the first of this week's dates withone of the girls he met at the club. She looked fabulous, wearing a darkgothic dress. She smiled as he approached, and purred "You look sodifferent in a suit. You look good." He smiled. This would be easy.And yet something felt different. She caressed his lap. As she did so,he felt strange. He suddenly felt a desperate need for his. I gasped as I felt her fingers gripping my shaft through the wet nylon of her panties. She pushed me back and took me into her mouth, panties and all, I just lay there and watched as she sucked her own pee out of the sodden garment, she then eased the panties off me as I arched upwards."Ooh yes," she hissed as she took a testicle into her mouth and slavered over it."Do it, Terry, wank yourself for me."I felt her tongue probing at my anus, she pulled my cheeks apart and probed deeper, her tongue. Clint job as a lawyer would pave the way for us to have bigamy legalized. Incest legalized. It would be amazing for him to marry our entire family. Our mothers. Our sisters. Maybe one day our daughters. It would be wonderful.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In the back of a black car, a man snapped pictures with a telephoto lens. His partner had her cell phone pinned to her ear by her shoulder while she wrote down notes on a legal pad. He half-listened as he snapped a pic of Clint Elliston hugging.