Slowly across the tops of them, then between them, smearing whip cream back and forth. Our eyes never leaving the gaze of each other. Your breathing w...as heavier now and your nipples clearly defined through your white blouse. You only broke your gaze from my eyes to watch my fingertips smearing the sugary white treat across your tits. Slowly you unbuttoned your blouse to give my caresses more room to roam. Whipped cream was beginning to melt between your tits. 'Shouldn't I take care of that for. She thrashed her head side to side pleading, 'No. No. God no you can't. No. Don't hit me with that. For the love of God, don't.' 'I won't hit you then.' I said. 'I'll do this.' And I inserted the wooden handle into her already severely damaged vagina and rammed it hard up against her cervix. I kept it lodged against her vix and lifted her hips up off of the sand by the cunt, let her ass fall back down and rammed the handle even deeper inside of her. There was absolutely no doubt I was. “What, baby?” I said, letting her see the cum dripping from my disheveled hair. I knew my sweater was stained with gobs of cum, and my makeup was smeared with it. I was still wearing panties, but when I quickly undressed to join them, both Tim and Janet could see that my panties were sopping wet with cum, and that it was oozing out of my pussy.“Mom ... you ... you look like you were in an orgy or something,” Janet said, her face red, stunned.“Honey, did you tell her?” I asked Tim.“Nope. You. “Your turn, big boy!”, she giggles as she scoots over on the bed. Breaking into a grin, he climbs in and closes the distance between them. Leaning over her, their lips meet, sending that familiar jolt of electricity through them both. Their tongues intertwined, passion filling their kisses as his skin melts into hers. Nuzzling her neck, his lips tenderly touching her skin, he nibbles on her earlobe as he whispers, “I love you”, into her ear.Taking her nipple into his mouth, he’s rewarded with a.