Iris began stimulating me about my next sex session with my son Guy; fingering my clitoris as she spoke; her lurid suggestions making my mind dizzy wi...h lust. Then, hopping out of bed, she went to her wardrobe, and was busy with something before she came and stood before me.Her stiff nipples peeked through a studded black-leather halter, and in one hand, held a black leather strap? ... but strapped around her hips was something I’d never seen before. She was wearing a large shiny black dildo!My. Slowly…ever so slowly as our bodies clashed together she began to calm, and her pushing had become less of a struggle and more of a retort to my challenge, daring me to push her further, slowly…a smile grew on her red painted lips. Oh, how I imagined those lips on my body. Hers was a mouth that was built for vulgarity, hers was not a mouth you kissed sweetly, but crushed with intense passion. Her fingers dug into my shirt as I did just that, my hand entangling in her hair, grabbing it harshly. When we came up for air I glanced over at Debbie, who was sitting in a desk chair, legs spread wide, fingering her cunt. Debbie was just oh so slightly "full figured", with great legs, a smooth bubble butt, and over-sized, firm tits, all wrapped up in skin that was naturally dark, reflecting her Mediterranean heritage. One of her hands held open her long, plump cuntlips while the other hand rubbed and pinched her long, thick clit.Jill sat on the edge of the desk, hiking up her skirt and. I have seen you watching, and heard you getting off in your room, and now you are in my room watching porn on TV. You are going to get what you have been lusting for in your nasty little mind. If you don't let me, I will tell Mom and Dad that you tried to get me to watch porn with you.” I was horrified. They always believed him. Besides, his hand on my tits felt so good. I hadn't had anyone touch them since that stupid party last year, when I let David Johnson fuck me thinking he liked me. The.