“Yes,” Mom said, looking over at her. Mature sex My cock spurted again and again, each one delivering ecstasy to me. Her breasts swayed before my face. “Oh, honey, it’s a shame we never did this. That forbidden incest they were reveling in bringing him to the brink. My dick throbbed in delight. I shoved them down and gasped at the sight of the big girl-dick swelling to a size as big as Mildred’s. I’ll let you keep them even after, or if, I return your wife to you.”
“Sure, sure,” he said. Like a birthday.”
Mom pulled out her phone and aimed it at me. I guess. I quivered there, my pussy going wild, gushing juices that soaked the couch cushion and drenched my thighs. They believed they should be engaged in lesbian incest and loving me. Her tits heaved. “That’s where it is.”
“And where your bed is?” I asked, flicking her an arched eyebrow.
