I asked Jacqui about getting our picture taken and she was all for it. They had all kinds of frontier clothes and props. I thought it would be appropr...ate for Jacqui to be a dance hall girl and she was all for it as well. I wanted to be sheriff Wyatt Earp, snuggling my girl! The picture came out great, Jacqui had on a blue dance hall dress, showing lots of cleavage. Jacqui’s push up bra was perfect. No, I’m not going to send anyone a copy of the picture, so don’t bother asking!Another store I. Despite all that I couldn’t wait to get my hands and lips on her.Angela and I undressed and Angela had her mother get on her back on my bed so that we could examine her like we had my mother. We took turns poking our fingers into her, tickling her clit until she came, and licking up her flowing juices. While finishing up I fucked her mother and Angela sat on her mother’s face and let her lick her pussy for a while. It was quite different and I realized that all three girls tasted different, cum. I thought it odd that she did not stay to watch me look inside. I opened it. It contained at least fifty pounds' worth of assorted dirty books.I find it hard to quantify the number of different levels at which this disturbed me. Here are a few in no special order.1. As dirty books go, they were rotten. Wendy obviously had no idea what I liked so had settled for a bit of everything. Most of it was of no interest to me at all. And she had apparently gone to an ordinary newsagent so it was. She didn't want her son to think she was a lesbian or a deviate or a pervert – which was a different matter from simply being a mom who sucked off her son.The innocent and naive boy might well think it sordid if he knew she wanted to suck his sister, too."My prick is big and hard, Mom. We can do it right now!" Jimmy said, emphasizing his words by making his cock pulse and throb vibrantly once again."I know, darling. Soon. But first…" she paused, then had a good idea "…first, I want to just slip.