We went into the house and she motioned at a chair for me to sit in and I sat. She got the glasses and ice and poured the tea and asked if I wante... sugar in it and prepared it the way I liked it. She came back as sat the tea glass down and quietly asked, "Did you need to ask Chester something? Or did you come back for some more of what he did to you the other day?" "Oh, there wasn't anything in particular" :Did you like what he did to you the other day?" she asked as she laid. She moaned and cooed with the best of them. She acted like a virgin enjoying her first taste of cock. When her first orgasm hit her it hit her hard. She shook, cried out, and pissed all over the floor as she cum and cum and then her knees buckled and she dropped to her knees releasing my cock from her very nice love tunnel. I let her recover then I made her stand back up in the puddle that she had caused and assume the position again. That time when she orgasmed I did too, filling her with man. I groaned as her lips moved against mine. I squeezed my tits together and worked our tits up and down Daddy's cock as we loved each other.Daddy groaned.He shifted.I shuddered, my nipples throbbing against Mom's, my tongue dancing with hers. This was so wicked. My pussy grew hotter and hotter between my thighs as we woke up Daddy in style. He shifted, his legs moving. I caught his toes curling out of the corner of my eyes.He was coming awake. I moaned into Mom's lips, loving this. Her tits felt. He promised he wouldn’t, but who knows?”I cycled through several very intimate photos of Betty’s crotch. I couldn’t think of anything suitable to say, so I said nothing. Betty got up and said she was going to make some more coffee for herself.“Well, if you’re making a fresh pot, then I’ll join you.”While Betty was away in the kitchen, I came across a photo that made me hit the spacebar a little too hard. It was a naked woman, and it wasn’t Betty. She was lying on a bed with her legs spread.