I swallowed hard, feeling movement in my pants. I was such a fucking pervert, standing there in my darkened bedroom spying on two young girls. But som...times you just have to accept what you are. In truth, my rampant libido had always been a problem – I was always looking, fantasising, imagining, and occasionally getting to act out those fantasies when I got lucky enough. It simply never stopped. That probably had something to do with why my wife had taken the girls and moved to the other end of. If James ever knew that he had made his mother cum during a **** there wasno telling what he would do. Would he fuck me deeply again? Would Jamesspank me and punish me and humiliate me and rip me and fill me with hisscalding hot seed again? And again? and......... Damn! What the fuck were you just tripping on Jennifer? I found myselfsuddenly cold and sweaty as I came back up from hell. I could not evenbelieve for one split second that I actually fantasized about him using meas some cum. C said we could just layback and nosh, drink some wine and smoke a joint , we did and I ended up staying the night , we sucked and fucked eachother for hours but I didn't really cum , C's legs trembled and she couldn't walk well for awhile, we fell asleep nude under the covers with my hard cock stuck between her thighs mmmmm . The morning awakens and we do too, smeared with lovers juices we lounged under the covers drinking coffee and felt it was time to take a shower, in the daylight. I don't know whether it was because of the change in his attitude I thought I'd noticed or what, but we were all laughing and joking in a few minutes. They even started lightly teasing him over which of the unmated girls he liked best.On earth this might not have been a welcome thing in some places and wouldn't have even been safe in others, but it was relatively benign here on Margata. Rape and abuse weren't unheard of here but they were very rare, and the girls didn't tease him overmuch.We.