After about five or six thrusts her insides moistened a bit allowing less friction and more pleasure for both of us. I fucked my mother's cunt hard wh...ile I mauled her big tits through the material of her nightgown.Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! I filled my mother's cunt with my incestuous seed. I pulled out quickly making a mess of her sheets and left her bed without saying another word. I went back to my own bed falling into a deep restful sleep until morning. Being me was good!I woke refreshed but. The serpent flicked its tongue.Suddenly the spotlight disappeared, leaving Quigley and me in darkness. The LED lights near our feet directed us to the next room."That was surprising," Quigley proclaimed. "Where are we now?" Ancient Egypt?" I guessed, noting the sand dunes on either side of the path, a sarcophagus perched in the corner, and the hieroglyphs painted on the archway. The temperature had also increased.A lighting effect similar to the previous room occurred with a spotlight on. Now I hardly get fucked once a week and as a teenager with a healthy sexual appetite, it wasn’t doing it for me. Nowadays, even when he did decide to make love to me, it would be half-hearted. It seemed to be that he stopped caring. Not that he stopped caring about us, he stopped caring about himself too. He had grown lazy, sitting in his lazy chair playing games with people from around the world.Today, I tried to peak his interest, wearing naughty waistcoats and no bra so my big breasts would. Perhaps that helped me talk to her a bit, I don't know, anyway once we got to talking we got to laughing. She had a wicked and sly sense of humor that made me real comfortable around her. After the first hour, the reception became a jeans and tee shirt affair for most of the younger crowd. Mary's small, proud, pointed breasts looked fine in a tee shirt but even more astounding was what her curvy round buns did to a tight pair of jeans. The mere sight of those twin beauties and the deep cleft.