." I sipped my wine with my heart jumping in my chest. This was virtually the first indication of any sexual promise and it thrilled me. "Good" I w...hispered back. "Are you wet?" I asked. She nodded almost imperceptibly, but I could see her squirming in her chair, and she shivered in an almost orgasmic way as I looked deeply into her eyes. "Touch your nipples.." I asked her. She shook her head with a cheeky grin on her face. "Go on..!" I urged her. She made as if the brush one of her. "Cool Mom. Good job." said the girls. I gulped. I was going to spend the night in the same room as my Step Mom. I turned the mini van back on and pulled around the back of the motel. The Big Brown Beaver Motel and Bait shop looked pretty empty. There was only one other car in the parking lot. I pulled up in front of our rooms.I watched as the girls went in there room. I heard them giggle as they left the door open. My Step Mom went into the other room. I took the girls there luggage, they. Julie groaned as he pushed forward. “Is that good Julie?” She groaned again. “Tell him Julie,” Jeff said, “Tell him my cock feels good.” “It’s good. It’s good.” “Tell him it feels much better than his Julie,” he told her as began to thrust harder and deeper into her. “Yes, it feels better than yours Alastair.” Alistair began to feel his cock stiffening. He was being taunted. He was being manipulated. “Who gives you the best orgasms Julie?” Jeff asked her. Alistair already knew the. “OH! God, David! Don't! I'm your mother. You mustn't, we can't . .”“I love you mom. I want you to know how beautiful you really are. It's not wrong for a boy to suckle his mommy's teat, that's what they were made for.”“You're not a little boy anymore, and they don't give milk anymore, and you had better not do that anymore.” But, she didn't put it back in!“No I'm not young anymore, but you are still gorgeous, and that's what they were made for too. Didn't it feel good? If they have been.