He kissed my left shoulder as he worked my shirt down and off my arms. His kiss leaving me with chills. He pulled up on my undershirt, I willingly rai...ed my arms to allow him to easily remove it. His hands roamed my stomach, he paused and fingered along a long stretch mark I’d gotten from my last pregnancy. “you are such a fucking MILF.” He said. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as I smiled up at him. He grabbed me and pulled me into him. My skin on his skin felt so fucking good. He. Mike sat back and waited.A few hours later, Mike was sweating slightly as he ran his hands over therubber underneath him. He reached around and felt the swinging rubber titsas he enjoyed the tight ass of his doll. He heard the front door open andknew Sarah was finally home. He slid his cock out and whispered, "Show yourMaster what a good slut does when she is giving pleasure to him." He stoodback and watched as a stream of cum shot into the air as the sluts cockheadpeeked from the opening in. By the time we returned to the blanket, Zuri was quivering, her eyes on the edge of tears. My stomach was tense, waves of hot tingly sensations racing through my body, the frontlines of battles between emotions I could not name.“Here.” She guided us to sit beside her, so that we formed a stable triangle, her hands brushing our arms. “It’s alright. I’m not angry.”“You’re not?” Our mother’s approval meant everything to us. Without her Zuri and I were rudderless, utterly lost.“No.” Her warm hands. We found this little drive off the road that went into an empty field, so we parked and chatted some more. I leaned over and started kissing her again and trying to get my hands on those awesome tits she had. I finally got to them and was trying my best to get the nipples hard when she reached down to my cock and found it hard as a rock. We both moaned out when she squeezed it and we agreed to move to the back of the van.Once back there we started kissing and caressing more till we had each.