Tracy had beautiful orgasms, delicious, intense orgasms that filled me with pleasure. I derived incredible enjoyment just watching her masturbate, ei...her on a little phone video or partially bound to a hotel dining room table. Tasting her come in my mouth was divine and brought me endless pleasure. Her intense breathing, the moaning all added to my pleasure. Sometimes, but not often, conventional intercourse with her on top would produce an excessively wet orgasm that would trickle across. They hurried away, embarrassed at being caught.Mom would giggle quietly when the men checked her out. Often asking me if I saw this or that one looking at her. How old did I think that one was? Every once in a while, she would point out a female that I should take a gander at.When mom thought she had enough sun on her front, she put sunscreen on the back of her legs and, yes, her ass cheeks, then turned over and asked me to put sunscreen on her back where she could not reach. She lay on her. My mom came back from the store while my step-dad was pounding into me from behind. My mother got upset at my step-father and proceeded to fuck John well into the night. She told my step-father that night that John would fuck her until she became pregnant with his child. I was starting to get wet from reliving that moment just six weeks ago.“Jessie?”I snapped back to reality. “Yes mom?”“Morning sickness sure isn’t fun. Can you get me a washcloth and towel so I can clean up?”I grabbed a. All of his weight left me as he got up and stood next to the bed. “Then you can leave,” he said.It took me a second to catch up with his change in attitude, but when I finally realized what was going on, I slid off the bed and stood.“Don’t forget your phone,” he reminded me.I cursed my forgetfulness before I turned and leaned over to grab my phone from where I was sitting. In retrospect, that probably wasn’t the best way to retrieve my phone, but by the time I realized that I was already being.