"When I returned to the kitchen with the wine, Sarah said, "Before Iforget, I thought these would look nice with your outfit tonight." Sheheld out a ...pair of diamond earrings, an elaborate sparkling choker and adiamond tennis bracelet, all from her jewelry box. The jewelry glitteredin her hand and my pulse quickened. Sarah helped me with the necklaceand the bracelet. While I slipped on the earrings, she dabbed someperfume on me. It was the same as she was wearing. I didn't recognizethe. ”“I don’t … ugh, hmmmmmm … I don’t understand … the difference. I said I loved you.”“Mom, Tim loves me as a lover as I love him as a lover. He loves you as a lover, not just a mother-in-law. I love you as a lover, not just as a mother. We hope you love us that way. The difference is that we know you like the sex. We hope you like the sex because it is us, because of a relationship we have created. A very intimate, comfortable, and safe relationship that we all have with each other whether it is. When she was sure I was all cleaned up I realized I was still hard.I pulled her to me and flipped us over so I could enter her already very wet pussy. This was not love-making just straight out and out fucking. I don’t think I have ever pounded her as hard as I did that night. By the time we were done, we both had come at least twice and we were so sweaty we realized we needed to shower before we could sleep.When we got in the shower I had to ask, “Okay, what was that all about, anyway?”“I am. I walk back around and observe my handiwork. You stand there bent and so helpless, wimpering, shuddering. I take a knife from the wood block, and slice open your shirt, from collar to tail, exposing your smooth white back, hindered only by your wide bra strap. The sharp edge makes quick work of the synthetic material, and now your naked back is mine. I gentle glide my fingertips along your spin, you quiver and moan. I feel your shoulders rise to my touch. I cut the two shoulder straps of your.