Julie wasn’t quite done, and moaned “Don’t stop yet honey… just a little more,” as a few more mild contractions sent stimuli to her pleasure...centers. And then with one last sigh, her body slumped back to the mattress… totally sated.From between their legs, both boys looked up at their moms, their faces still covered with the mixture of juices they had acquired from their first pussy licking. The women were still going through their post-orgasmic swoon, and then it was Charlotte who looked down. Slightly removed from the party on the deck was a lounge area where the Billionaire, his two executives and Charlie Sheen were chatting. With them were a bevy of busty beauties, some famous, some not. As the group chatted the billionaire reached around the swedish stunner next to him and ran his hands through her hair down to her neck. Victoria Silvstedt smiled uncertainly at his touch. She had been invited on board over a week ago and been high on coke for most of her time onboard. She had sat. She really liked it, cuddling with herself, slowly approaching a blissful orgasm, feeling great in her favourite sofa in her favourite place. Waves of heat and weightlessness, as she stroked and teased her clit, drunk carelessness and sweet abandonment, all started in her head and meandered to in-between her hips. As she was about to come, her ears ringing and sight blurry, she noticed two backpacks leaning against the cafe's counter - two backpacks she knew belonged to Pete and Yann. Boys were. ." she moaned.He reached around to grab her ass to pull her forward. "I can tell. You're so fucking tight and wet mom. I'm horny as hell right now."Jill became wetter as she heard her own son strings those words together; 'tight, wet, and mom.' No matter how either of them tried to rationalize this, it finally struck her that they were actually having sex. He was inside her body stretching her vaginal walls. But she didn't care how bad it was, it felt good. It felt amazing. It felt right.She.