Her clothing was s**ttered around the room but I could not find my t-shirt or my key-card, so I opened the room door and ran naked along the carpeted ...flooring and saw my t-shirt lying outside my door, which was open, 'WTF', crossed my mind, as I went inside.They both were in bed, my husband naked, as was she and it looked as if they had had sex.He slept like a baby, there was weed on the side table and a smoked joint, I shook her awake as my husband slept.'What the fuck', I repeated, this time. I was halfway up my street when I remembered I had forgotten my phone so I rushed back, unlocked the front door and walked into the living room to find my mom laying across the sofa with a banana in a condom almost up to the hilt in her arsehole with her middle finger in her vagina. She quickly realised I was there and jumped up, the banana flew out of her arse with a wet Plop and hit the floor. She ran over to me and wrapped herself up in her dressing gown and ran over apologising and rubbing. It’s brought us closer together. I was wrong to question you. I was wrong to yell at you. I need to be punished!”I looked around. Although the room normally only housed two guys, they had built it with bunk beds in case of extra people. The end of each bed was like a rack of boards, and the foot board of the top bunk was about the right height.“Strip me, tie my hands to that foot board, and whip me!”He was hesitant, like he wasn’t sure whether to believe me or not.I raised my voice and taunted. He was groaning loudly and grinding back and forth against Lea’s expert touch. This was too much for Jenn. She needed to touch someone real quick. Jenn reached over and placed her right hand between Lea’s partially open legs. While still watching the TV, Jenn felt about, until she found the sticky opening to Lea’s pussy. She let the edge of her little finger slide up and down against her older sister’s slit, feeling the warmth and wetness. Lea sighed and opened her legs further, inviting a more.