We didn’t make love, only kissed and held each other. We told each other again how much we were in love. I remembered the pictures. “Wait, I have ...omething you need to see.” I jumped up and retrieved my camera, scrolled back through the pictures to the first one with Jacqui and Trisha kissing. I handed the camera to her and showed her how to go from one picture to another. I watched her face as she scrolled through one picture after another of her and Trisha making love. Her smile widened with. Twerking?” Joss said brightly into growing shadows.This was better. This was smarter. He didn’t feel right putting Veidt’s top into a box. He set up the plate and had it levitating in the basement unit. He kept the festivities upstairs and the work down. It would be better this way.CH sat on the couch with one ankle under her knee. She chewed on her highlighter. She was dressed, they had a very spoken agreement that they worked downstairs. Sometimes, they went upstairs. Sometimes could be every. She was trying not to swallow as she licked, and my cum kept running out of her mouth back onto Jamie, which I found very hot.When she was done, she pulled Jamie back up so that her head was resting on my chest. She then put her mouth over Jamie's mouth and I watched as she dripped my cum into Jamie's mouth. She then attacked Jamie with her tongue and lips, trying to get as much of my cum back as she could, now that she had completed the assignment.Jamie flipped over and snuggled into my side,. I made her come, right there. Her juices wetted my lips, and I sucked them into my mouth with pleasure. Then I crawled upward, holding her tightly, our tits pressed together as if they were glued, and we kissed, Mom tasting the sweetness of her pussy on my mouth.Her hands were busy on my boobs, and my nipples by then were so hard and stiff that they ached. I needed something, too, and I looked into Mom's blue eyes, trusting that she understood.She did. "I've never done anything like this.