Her husband had insisted that she clean herself down there before she joined him for dinner but Peter liked the aroma of his mother’s cunt at the di...ner table. It incensed his appetite for both food and sex.Peter washed up and sat at the table and his mother served dinner. Conversation at dinner usually revolved around farm business, crop prices, the weather, the cost of labour, crop yield and so on. Meg had been forbidden to have anything to do with farm management when her husband was still. So, I did. I nodded at him. I think I expected him to get dressed with the others and leave but now I was not sure what was going to happenHe went over and knelt in front of Jays legs. Slowly he lent forward and started to lick her pussy. She jumped at first and opened her eyes, leaning up and looking down to see who it was. Whether she expected it to be me, I wasn’t sure but she didn’t complain. She closed her eyes and leant back on her elbows, purring as he licked up and down before. He was dangerously close to cumming yet again, when Ebima sat up and ran a soft hand up and down Chris’ solid member. “Don’t…Don’t play with me…” Ebima smiled and pulled Chris’ hips forward, wrapping the boy’s legs around him. “As you wish, my lover.” Without pretense or any sort of warning, Ebima plunged inside of the boy’s asshole, and fucked him with long, quick thrusts. He gripped Chris’ hips and plunged in and out of him with reckless abandon. Chris bent his legs, to put his feet on. She turned on the radio and was about to get in the shower when I heard her say "Shit!" She put on her robe and left the bathroom. I thought she had forgotten something in her room. I watched Jane's bedroom and bathroom for a minute while I waited for her to show up in one place or the other.Suddenly I felt a breeze. A chill went down my spine as I realized where Jane was."I got you now, you little perv!" said Jane quietly behind me.I turned around slowly. Jane was standing in my room with her.