He had to admit that having Trish loosening up was a thrill and enhanced their copulations already on this honeymoon. She seemed to be very happy with...him accepting her growing sense of adventure like what was happening right now, having strangers see her just-fucked cunt. He wondered if she thought about having them dip their dicks in too. That would upset him, or would it? He was getting contradicting thoughts.He found other things to do the next day that kept her clothes on and she seemed. She was sitting next to the nightstand, her son's back to her, her daughter not even visible from where she was. Despite the awkwardness of it, Liz decided she just had to get a better look. She slowly rose to her feet and peeked behind her son. She took a few steps closer, and sat down at the corner of the bed, only two or three feet away from her children.Zach turned to look as the bed creaked next to him. He was surprised to see his mother taking a seat, watching them, but said nothing as he. She heard some of the village girls speak of doing things like this,but she never thought anyone ever really did. Now, she was about to. She lungedforth, trying to ignore the pain shooting up her arm... her wrist and fingershad gone numb now and only the slight movement of his foot reminded her thatshe was firmly secured to the floor. Licking her lips, and swallowing hard,she wrapped them gently around the head of his penis, not really knowing whatelse to do. The back of her head was smacked,. "Noooo? Not really." I bet you want to wear something from the drawer, right? I made sure it would no longer fill you with the same sense of shame."She hesitated for a moment. "W ... well, maybe I feel a little more relaxed about it. I ... I'm really not sure." Why don't you go put something on? Something extra-special." I waited for the hesitation I knew would be coming. "What is it?" Jeff, I can't lie ... I don't think it worked. I'll go put on something if you like, but usually when I do.