When we walked in the husband went to the kitchen to make some drinks and the wife pushed me down onto the couch and we started making out. Our lips (...nd tongues) were locked until the husband came back with our drinks.At this point the husband sat on the couch next to me and his wife got off my lap."Well Dave – you told us that you like bikinis and speedos. How about you guys get down to your speedos and I’ll go put on a bikini…."While the wife left the husband and I did what we were told, we. The tension was broken and I laughed.“She certainly was a hot tart,” I said.“Was she a good fuck?”“Oh yes. The best,” I had answered automatically as I watched and it suddenly dawned on me that I was talking to my son, about his mother. “Look son, I don’t think we should……”“Oh get over it, Dad!” he said. “She may be my mother but she’s a fucking woman. And a tasty one too. Would it be different if she was someone else’s mother?”I couldn’t argue the logic. Here she was just a woman in a. “I’ve something new to show you” she said turning he back on me as she pulled her top over her head, I watched her hair fall gently around he shoulders noting the red bra straps on her back. She unzipped her skirt letting it drop down her legs revealing a red thong I couldn’t help smile at them as it meant there was a butterfly at the base of her spine.I couldn’t help but gasp as Sarah turned; the bra cups and the front of her panties were sheer, I could see her dark nipples and the small strip. Meredith’s sensuous lips tickled my shoulders with tiny kisses. Her hot breath made my secret kitten purr with its own hot juices. Nick’s fingers playfully teased my sensitive moist little clitty.Fuck! I was damn close to leaving a puddle on the mattress!His fingers felt so good caressing the raw flesh of my teenage pussy but he was playing with me, teasing! I wanted him to finger me! I couldn’t stand all this teasing. I wiggled my bootie, lifting my little heinie into the air so he could get.