’ As if this was the first time that this mother had sex with her son, this was their incestuous game that they enjoyed playing whenever they got to...ether. His mother had beautiful, big breasts and he couldn’t wait to see them, touch them, feel them, caress them, and suck them again, as she always allowed him to do while she masturbated him before blowing him. ‘Would you like to cum in Mommy’s mouth?’ She asked while on her knees stroking her son and looking up at him adoringly with her big,. My husband asked me at night if I had any leg problem. I just told that I slipped in the washroom and it is a bit in pain. After dinner, I had a very deep sleep, contended as if I have achieved something unconquered.A day passed with the only recollection of the sweet memories of four-time sex I had in two days. In my next session, I sort of complained saying that how they changed partners each time. I asked them to send only B till conceive. They spoke to someone, maybe B, on phone and said it. I went and put on a pair of jeans and a sleeveless t-shirt."Aren't you going to get nude for us?" teased Sharon, "Let Kristin see those sexy little buns that I got to see yesterday."Kristin played along with her mom and urged me to get nude."What about you?" I asked Kristin.She unbuttoned her shirt and allowed her breasts to be exposed.I peeled my clothes off. I felt like I was on exhibition. It was a peculiar feeling. I felt uncomfortable at first, but grew accustomed to it. I remembered what. I did as I was told and soon there was a knock on the door and they both came in. They started on my neck, shoulders, and arms. Each of them on either side of me, it was great! Jennifer was instructing the "student" the whole time. They stopped at my lower back, and then started again at my feet, working their way up my legs. Jennifer parted my legs a little, to get better access to my thighs. In a flaccid state, I'm about four and a half inches. They had to have seen the underside.