She wrapped her hand around him and groaned as she did. Her hand started moving up and down him, feeling the hardness of him and massaging it lovingly... Our daughter, in the mean time, had moved closer and had her whole hand between her mothers legs, rubbing her more vigorously. My wife was softly groaning at their touch as I started taking pictures again. I watched as our son stood up and lowered himself over his mothers lap, straddling her, his hard cock pointing at her face. She opened her. She looked so perfect. Spike was looking at her like she was a little angel. He knew inside that it must be a sin to be with an angel like this.But then he told himself she wasn't an angel. She was a ball of magic made by monks. But she was so beautiful. A beautiful ball of magic.Dawn felt his cold hand begin to rise up her shirt. She lifted his shirt off of him. He was so hot. And she was about to get him! This was going to be the very best time of her young life.Spike pulled her shirt up over. He ran a finger down her slit and over her clit. He played with the clit and felt her pulse. He spread her pussy lips apart for the camera and showed how wet she was. She really loved sex. The film was going to be sexy and nasty when he was done with her. He then pushed a finger into her wet cunt and began to fuck her. As he fucked her he inserted another finger and fucked her harder and watched her moan for him. He pushed the third finger in her and watched as the camera filmed every thrust.. Except for your shoes.’ I told him. ‘That one is gorgeous!’ Alma grinned at me outside. ‘Just relax and we will get through it.’ I told her. I knocked and he called out that he was ready. He was sitting on the edge of my table, he had the gown on backwards, folded across the front of himself. It barely covered him, his wide shoulders filled it completely. I started to say something, then thought what the hell. A lot of patients put the gowns on backwards, even after being told. Usually I.