Peter knew he would not be able to stop having sex with this kind of beautiful and willing fuck-toys. He would just have to be carefull how he went ab...ut doing things. He would have to stay under the radar, so to speak. Right now though he had two girls who needed to get another round of fucking.He spend the next couple of hours having fun with Sara and Tanya. After he had emtied his load in Saras waiting mouth and seen her share it happily with Tanya, he took out his phone and started taking. ) Now, after lunch the next day and before she had to go back downstairs, Em took off her jacket and sat on the sofa. She planned to check her phone messages. She was interrupted by the doorbell. She put the mobile phone on the nearby table, stood up and smoothed down her skirt, and walked to the door. She said through the intercom, “Who is this?” A voice came back. “It’s Damon. We met at lunch.” Em was uncharacteristically taken aback. “Oh,” she said, “What are you here for?” The voice. Most women would kill to possess the feminine attributes Cassie took for granted, large heavy breasts, a flat wash board stomach, long lean legs, a tight but full bottom, a lovely face framed by medium length brown hair, and of course a large lipped succulent vagina! After twenty three years, however, Cassie still sometimes broke down crying when she gazed into the mirror, because there was something extra that she wished to death she didn’t have, but still dominated her life. Resting just. Mom swung her right leg over me and sat down on me cowgirl style, straddling my cock through the sheets and her panties. She rested her hands on her thigh-highs and said Damn right its up to me. I am your Mother after all. I am still in control over you. You need to obey me. She started grinding her pussy against my cock, the words My Sons Best Friend crumpling and straightening out with each slide up and down my dick. And I say……..that Im going to make you cum through 2 layers of fabric..