She was stuck at school after an event, and I offered to drive her home. We had known each other for a while; she was friends with your Aunt Lisa, and... well, we just hit it off. We sat outside her house, just talking until she asked me if I wanted to go get something to eat. We went and got some Mickey D’s, then I took her to the reservoir, and soon enough, we were in the back, making out.”“Wait a minute,” Becky objected. “Mom told me your first date was a Valentine's dance.”“It was. This. I so very much want to make love to you," I whispered. I then said in a firmer voice, "We could get a roll of paper towels or something, to clean up after."Nancy smiled broadly and sat up. "I was hoping you'd feel that way," she replied happily.Nancy stood and led the way into the kitchen. "And we won't have to worry about birth control," she said while taking down a roll of paper towels from its holder beneath the kitchen cabinet."So I can go squirt-squirt inside you?" I babbled excitedly, too. If you do, your ass will hurt for a week."Moving her to the bed I had her get on her stomach. "Ass up... 'SMACK' Ass in the air"Oh what a sight it was to see this young woman naked, with incredible curves, thrusting her ass in the air, with her knees slightly apart. Her butt was tight with her puckered little hole perfectly centered. Her pussy lips were visibly puffy and wet. I let her lay there a few minutes while I enjoyed the scenery.I started by softly running my hands and fingertips over. I briefly glanced over at the camera in the corner (every room in the house had at least one) to make sure it was recording – videos of us humiliating ourselves like this were streamed live worldwide, and Mom inspected them quite often to make sure we followed the rules and fucked ourselves for the entire time the morning video lasted, stopping only if the alternative was an unpermitted orgasm.I know what you’re thinking. How can we live like this? It’s simple. We love it. When I.