Hold it..."Katrina was sitting against the open refrigerator, her knees up and legs spread, watching as my mother knelt on the floor between them. It ...looked like Mom was fucking Katrina with a banana, although they were both holding still at the moment. She was naked too, with her ass towards Peter's digital camera, her moist pussy open and pink with one fingertip pushed inside like she was masturbating."Your mother has a beautiful pussy, Susan," Peter smiled, not looking at anything but his. I’m thankful for that,” Mr. P told her just as seriously. “The ladies and I tried to teach you something about sex. But I myself tried to show you something else last night as well.” "What was that?” she asked after he didn’t go on. “I tried to teach you something about truly making love. There was for a time last night when I was making love to you, that you were truly with me. I could feel it. You became as involved in me as I was in you. We both wanted the same thing, to please each. Even with the support of the bra my breasts still jiggled a bit, but itless noticeable that when they hung free.I opened the curtains downstairs and let the sun, it was a beautifulday, a clear blue sky with a very few clouds and a gentle coolingbreeze. I was thinking it would be a lovely day to sun bathe. I went tofridge, get some milk to make a bowl of cereal and it dawned on me thatI was meant to get some on the way home last night. Lucy was sleepingin my body, and she had never learned to. And kisses. And a hand wrapped around my dick. "Lay back an' tell me how to do this..." She sat beside me, naked except for her panties."Ain't much to it. You already do it. Last night, the only difference was that you sucked on me at the same time."She smiled as she slid the skin up and down my shaft. "Like this?" Yeah. Or just slide the whole thing in an' out of your hand, and every now an' then, rub the head. You'll get it."She was having fun. Right hand was doing the duties on my dick, her.