She took her cock from me and I grabbed her hips, pushing her onto my cock with each upward thrust of my hips, trying to get as deep inside of her as ...ossible. She was stroking her cock furiously by now and with a loud gasp and a wild jerk she spewed her love juice all over my stomach and chest. This sent me over the top. With one final thrust, I unloaded streams of cum inside of my beautiful Morgan! She squeezed her muscles tight to milk every drop she could from my cock.Sitting there, with my. I squeeze my tits around him… giving him the pressure that I know he wants. He thrusts several times… and when I lick him at the top of each thrust, he catches his breath. He rolls me over so that I am on my back and looking up at him. He leans down and bites the tip of my left breast. A sharp pain and then more pleasure as he sucks the nipple against the roof of his mouth to soothe. He does this again as he pinches the right nipple at the same time. My eyes roll and he asks if I’m ok… I can’t. ”“He’s not like Mum is he.”“He’s SO not like Mum. But that’s part of the challenge.”“If we went to live with Mum we wouldn’t have to worry we could just get as much as we wanted, any time.”“Yes but eventually we’d get caught doing lez and incest and then we could get locked up or anything. We’d forget and kiss or something and then Mum’d be in the shit too. It’s alright for a couple of weeks but it’d be different if we were there permanently.”“I suppose. Are you sure it wouldn’t work just. “That was so amazing” she said “how did it feel honey?” Rhonda smiled, her body still trembling “so good” was all she could muster. “I wish that was me” Ann said soulfully. Frank smiled “Ann honey, why don’t you go up to the house and see Jean. She will be able to help you”. Ann was mystified. Was he suggesting Jean would engage with her? Just what could Jean do about her desire to have the same pleasure as Rhonda? Regardless, she walked up the house, still naked. Jean met her at the back door..