In the hall we were greeted by a group of men who weren’t there last time. They were all between 30 and 70 I guessed. Also there were four other gir...s’ aged 16, 20, 21 and 31. They were all daughters of some of the men here and they were also all ‘honour women’ of their families. We had to stay nude in a row at one side of the room while the men drank some alcohol and ate some beverages. Once in a while one of them got up and let one of us girls into a sleeping chamber to have sex with us.. But she had not really meant that, at least she didn't think she had. She had spoken out of sexual desire and need.But it had been good, she admitted, fucking her son as they sat watching. Somehow, exposing herself that way to her son's friends had felt good. It had made her very hot, very eager, ready and willing to fuck him.Taking her beer along, she went into the living room and looked out the window. They were still sitting there, and her son, it seemed was the only one with his cock out.. I was struggling with this, struggling to understand her complete lack of reference to our previous experience. How can you piss on someone and seemingly ignore it? To me, it made no sense as I sat next to her and commented, in an effort to bring the subject up, that it was unlikely to be as wet as last time.Lisa smiled "I don't know, we've still got a way to go yet."She stood up and bent over as if to tie her lace, her arse was in full view as I studied closely those panty lines and told. She crept in closer, until she was finally in position, with her face centered between her sister's legs. Mom stuck her tongue out, and picked up a couple drops of cum that were off to the side. She moaned a little when she tasted what she had been wanting for days, I'm sure. She licked again, starting on the outer lips, cleaning up what had squeezed out to the sides during sex. Once she had gotten all of that, she moved down to catch the stream that was slowly running out of Pam.Mom savored.