Glad you made it up here. Do you remember Dave Hartman? He and his dad have the paper.”“I sure do, how are you, Dave? It’s been years since I’...e seen you. How’s your dad?”“Dad’s doing great. We’ll all be doing a lot better if we can ever find out what we have up here, killing and mangling men and animals alike.”“Dad, Dave, I want you to meet Carol Morehead. She’s my new photographer and she’s a good one too.”With the introductions over, they sat on the porch and talked about the recent. Ans then she broke the kiss, hugged me tightly looked into that mirror and her moans told everything how she was feeling, She declared that i am about to cum again, so i increased my speed and we both came together, i could feel her cum on my cock, she she could also feel my penis pulses.We then headed towards the bed again and slept in each others arm,While sleeping i was watching her sleep, and only one thing came into my mind what a beauty. But one more thing stuck me, why did she lied about. "I enjoy it very much Melissa, I don't know how to thank you for being sonice," Brenda said, as the words almost stuck in her throat."There is a way Brenda. Do you remember me telling you that I might needa favor from you someday in exchange for what I've done for you?" Yes." Well I have a client coming from the west coast and he needs someone tobe with him when he goes to a dinner function tonight. I described you tohim and he would like you to go with him. You don't have to worry, therewill. " mom responded. "We make each other cum almost every day." Wow!" Jenny said, her eyes as big as saucers. Mom left to go to her room. Jenny and I retired to our room as well.I took the next day off. Jenny didn't go in either.We had sex in the morning. Mom didn't participate.However, after lunch, mom came over to join us. But this time, instead of it being a threesome, it became a twosome pretty quickly.After kissing each other, my mother thrust her tits into my mouth."You gotta drink my milk.