Anne reached down and lifting herself up slightlypositioned the tip of my cock inside her pussy lips,as she slid back down the bed I entered her soppi...ngpussy.Nothing had yet been said, my mind was now inoverdrive as was my cock, I was in bed with my stepdaughter and her daughter, my granddaughter, I wasball deep in my step daughter’s pussy and Sarah hadjust whispered in my ear to keep some for her.Anne was flexing her muscles and was building up asteady rhythm as she rode me Sarah had. Strangely my sex life at home had become richer than it had ever been. The house parties that we attended grew progressively more experimental and flirtatious. My wife and I were comparing notes on which of the others we might like to play with. I often wondered in later years what had driven me to the point that I had entered into the affair with Emily. I watched a movie a few years after my encounters with her that resonated. A successful businessman in his mid forties, married with adult. She always told me that. But, I still have my doubts. Especially since most of Mother's best intentions usually went wrong. Not that things didn't 'work out', but - ***My childhood wasn't a typical one, not with a mother that vowed to keep her only child out of trouble at any cost. One summer, the neighborhood's tough kids in a sort of loose gang once roughed me up when I was only six years old, over some disputes over who won the street kick ball game. When I went home that evening, my face. He assured me that he was a very patient man and understood how nervous a first timer like myself could get. I asked him to send me some photographs of his cock and he obliged; I must admit, it was a tremendous example and I masturbated over it at once, slurping up my cum, imagining that it was his. It was such a thrill to look at his erection and know that it would soon be in my mouth and not just on my computer screen.We arranged to meet in a motel, just off the M54. I arrived early and sat.