I had to lift her high enough so the camera could see my underwear as well as hers – what there was of hers in the back – which put her breasts in...my face. Then, to make the situation that much more difficult to handle, Ashley and Tiffany knelt on either side of me, with their cheeks pressed to my thighs and looking up so the warmth of their breathing washed over me. Even through the underwear it felt good.Holding up Jenny wasn’t an issue – to me, she was as light as a feather – the problem was. When Igot the cube, I'd have to do something nice for her. Maybe make sure weboth got raises or something. Maybe nice apartments for stupid good rent?Now that we were so close, she could tell something was up with me."Jessie, you seem a bit off this morning, no?" Oh, eh... No. I'm just... My car is still being a pain and I'm justworried I'll have to fork out for more repairs," I lied."Oh. Ok." I wasn't convinced she believed me.The cooks arrived, closely followed by Jeff, who was punctual as. Please, Aunty.. I have dreamt of fucking you. I want to…Look my cock is hardening again….Can I fuck you?” My hand reached down and cupped her steaming cunt. Nimmi’s eyes were shut so she could only feel my cock. Her body needed a cock. To me she looked like a bride on her wedding night, waiting to be fucked. I cupped her breasts. “Want me to suck them Aunty? You are like a mother to me. Can a son suck on your tits?” I asked.Aunty could only whimper and nod. When my lips touched her breasts. Brea pushes slowly yet firmly downward, driving into the depth of Lucy’s open cunt.The girl begins to rock back and forth, using just the head of the cock to penetrate her mother, feeling the movement inside herself as she does so. Back and forth, back in forth, sliding slightly deeper each time, like she’s sawing through a log. Then finally when she can no longer resist, Brea presses forward as far as she can go, grinding her pelvis into Lucy’s. Pussy to pussy, breast to breast, they melt.