After just a few minutes, she was playing with herself just like Vic was. They were doing that because what they were watching was very exciting to s...ay the least.Just like Marion and Vic often did, Margaret and Eddie grabbed each other in a fit of intense passion, tongue kissing each other while touching every reachable part of the other’s body. While it was nice to watch, it wasn’t what you’d expect to see from a forty-year old mother and her eighteen-year old son. Shit! These two were. He smiled, “They are coming to decision.”I looked back through the glass wall. “A little late for that, isn’t it?”He hugged me around the shoulders and touched his glass to mine. “Not the decision about how we handle these account opportunities. The decision about the rest of the night.”I smiled and took a sip. “After the Board Room, I would have thought that was determined.” He chuckled in agreement. I pointed with my glass to the back to the kennels and changed the subject. “What do. Pulling his lacy panties to one side, the old bull starts to tongue his hole expertly, hitting all the right spots. "MMMPPPHHFFF" moans the husband its his wife's pussy. The old bull now knows this submissive young man is like putty in his hands. The old lecher slips down the panties and inserts a fat stubby finger in the husbands bung, pushing it in and out right up to the knuckle."Oh my! Your pussy is so wet sissy! He must be enjoying his old daddies attention so much." As creeped out by the. "Jason waved at the couch for her to join him sitting there while Jeremy took the easy chair and opened his manila folder on the coffee table."First, Carrie Whitehall never made a call to social services. She's a piece of work and her new boyfriend is an ass, but I was able to sweet talk her into signing an affidavit just in case it comes up later."Jason and Di glanced at each other with identical amused expressions, then returned their attention to Jeremy who turned a document to face.