Professor McIntyre refused to accept our concept sketches of each other for our final project and we were ‘forced’ to paint Lissa. I snuck you int... my dorm room, but I was too sore to do anything.”“So much has happened,” I said. “So overwhelming.”“Well, today is about total relaxation. We’re having a spa day. No more stress and worry. Let’s take a shower and start our day together. I might even let you sketch me sometime today,” she said.“Wouldn’t you like me to make love to you first? You gave. Next came the shoes. She inspected the range before her. Plain black with four inch heels to enhance her five-foot-five height. It made her feel more in control, more powerful, without feeling domineering and six inch heels were just too much. Inspecting herself in the mirror once more she smiled in self-approval. Jessica was ready to go to work. She loved her work. Walking through the post-modern interior of the BC Research Centre she was greeted by her secretary. “Good morning Miss. My brother now grabs his cock and thrusts it completely inside my mom. He starts fucking her slowly, and my mom loves it. She starts moving her hips and matches his rhythm.My brother’s thrusts are really hard, and mom can’t keep it quiet. She covers her mouth to not make noise. She cums hard and starts shaking. My brother isn’t done yet. He goes full force with his thrusts.Bro: (breathes heavily) Mera nikalne wala hai. Chut mein nikal doon? (I am about to cum. Can I cum in your pussy?)Mom: Main. It was dark as hell inside.Her windows were covered by thick, red shades and you'd think that her bedroom was a weird portal to somewhere else in the world where it was night.She led me further into her room and turned on two lamps on each side of her bed.The room wasn't brightly lit, but it was more than enough to see perfectly well.At least around the bed it was.Aunt Caroline tapped on the bed lightly and invited me to sit on it.Which I did, with a thump."Ooh careful there, you seem....