Camilla whispered in my ear that the new outfit was for her loving hubby; but now she wanted to wear it for me.I then hooked my fingers inthe waistban... and pulled her thong down to her knees. I was surprised to see she had not shaven her mound recently. I slipped two fingers deep inside of her nice cunt and found it was warm and very, very wet.Camilla bit her lower lip and she gasped as she felt my fingers rubbing her swollen clit. Again she kissed me and she then bent over a bench, offering me. I'll swallow it. Then we proceed with the plan."She went back to work sucking and stroking my cock. This time with extreme vigor and intensity as Aunt Claire had a short conversation in the hallway. I wanted to cry because of how good my mother's mouth and hand felt. But all I could do was hold it in, otherwise we'd be caught. Because of the situation, I couldn't warn my mother. I shot a massive load of cum, straight to the back of her throat. She swallowed and continued stroking and sucking.. Vince and Vicky met at a party while she was a sophomore and he was a freshman at Penn, an excellent academic institution that Vicky easily got into and Vince barely got into. Vince likely qualified because of his unusual background for an Ivy Leaguer and his innate intelligence as demonstrated by high scores on standardized tests; certainly not because of the rigor of his early education. While Vince was two years older than Vicky because of his stint in the Marine Corps he was a year behind. Her eyes just closed and a small smile flashed at me.Then my phone rang. It was my wife telling me that she’s running behind on the errands and would be 30 minutes late. Kristie’s eye opened, a smile still on her face, hand still on my cock and she rose up the bed. “We should get cleaned up here, don’t you think?”With that she asked me where the bathroom is. Pointing to the hallway she stood up started walking and looked back at me halfway through.“Want to help me get cleaned up?”Who am I to.