Becky loved the little whimpers of pleasure escaping from her mother’s mouth and once her hand was free from her mother's body held it up admiring how it was coated in juices to past her wrist. Like a giant lollipop she licked and sucked her hand until it was clean, before returning her head back to Stacey’s breast and snuggling in. As they lay there in the afterglow of sex gently stroking each other's bodies in a way that wasn't the usual way between mother and daughter Stacey said quietly to Becky, “I know you are worried about coming out to your Dad but things are different now. Lesbians can marry, they can have children, please Becky don't make the same mistakes I did and deny who you are.” Becky nodded as she thought on her mother’s words and then Stacey asked her daughter casually, “Thinking of things, I am surprised you reacted indian as calmly as you did when you caught me masturbating after breaking into your laptop.” Becky giggled as she said, “Mum what time is it?” Stacey glanced at the bedside clock and said, “It’s nearly half past six why?” “What time did I say I would be in?” said Becky smiling and before her mother could answer went on, “And do you really think the password to my laptop would be Mr Buggles?” and then dissolved into fits of laughter. Stacey chucked as she realised it had been her daughter’s plan all along to catch her in the act which she confirmed when she said, “Mum I saw you come into the room in the reflection when I reached for the dildo.” “Right you little minx I think there is enough time to give you another good fucking before dinner then afterwards you can see what it’s like being on the other end of the strap on.” said Stacey as she picked up the strap on harness. Becky hadn’t said anything but had rolled over onto her hands and knees and reached between her legs and splayed her pussy lips. “Just remember Mummy,” she lisped in a baby voice, “However hard you fuck me I will fuck you twice as hard after dinner, though I might just decide to take your ass.” “Absolutely not, there is no way he can come and stay with us!” I shouted to my wife. “He amateur is a convict, he is a criminal!” “Try to understand, please,” she answered with a soft voice, “he only was a teen when he made the wrong choices and this is it. He needs help, his parents were not there when he needed them, we are his only hope.” This was back in June when my nephew Greg was soon going to be released from jail. It’s true, he only had some misdemeanor offenses, but I did not want him in my house. I agreed to give him some temporary shelter for no more than a month until he finds his way to a halfway house and that should be it. Alas, can you refuse anything to a 22 year old blonde, green eyed, 6’3’’ muscular and lean young man with a habit of lounging naked in the house? Working from home allowed me to a daily dose of eye-candy. After my wife left early for work one day, Greg got up around 7, showered, wrapped himself in a short face towel, grabbed a bagel for breakfast and started looking for a job using my wife’s laptop in the kitchen. My home office is what used to be the dining room and connects to the kitchen with a door. I could see Greg sitting and typing, his back facing me. The ends of his tiny towel had fallen on the sides and were only covering the seat he was on. I could also see his right elbow move rhythmically. A good two hours later, “How is it going there, did you find something?” I asked from the other room. “Uhhh, still looking…” he answered. I could see his right elbow still moving, his biceps flexing, the small of his back stretching, then stretching some more. It was obvious he was wanking his dick, undoubtedly a habit that jail time could only strengthen. I got up and walked quietly into the kitchen behind his back. He was wanking alright while watching gay porn. I could hear his teen breath was getting deeper and irregular, I could see his back straighten and, without any sound at all, he leaned back and stretched his legs. Then he stayed there without moving for a few seconds. “I see you are not very busy,” I surprised him walking right next to the kitchen table. Well, all I can tell you is that sex with other men was never even close to what we shared. When I told her how good it felt, she told me she’d find something bigger for next time. The funeral would be on Monday at 11 am at the church we had attended for years. We kissed for a long time before she turned me on my side and spooned me, with her strap-on pressing up against my ass. She just emailed me." “Baby, I think it’s time to take these off.” She sighed as she pulled my shorts down a little. When the finger came out the woman said, After I hang up, I go upstairs to visit Jill and BJ. The sim turned to Kira. James moved around causing Nita and amateur Sarah to indian back teen away.