Maybe if I’m there she’ll panic and give you the pictures back.”“I appreciate it, Ben, but I don’t think she’ll back off. I’ve got to se...e this through. Maybe what she wants is doable, you know? Maybe she wants me to be more of a friend or something.”“Sis, you know I’m here for you. Just say the word.”“I appreciate that, Ben. And I appreciate the fact that you didn’t berate me for the stupid thing I did in send those fucking pics to Mout’e.”“He knows about them then?”“Yeah, I stupidly asked him. "Wow, you're really just a glutton for being made fun of huh? So much so that you even want to get off with my foot." Whitney snickered, continuing her motions as she slipped a hand into Zack's hair."Now, get going again. I didn't tell you to stop, and if you disobey me again... You're gonna be in a world of hurt." As a warning, Whitney pressed hard against Zack's cock with her foot, the threat obvious.With a small 'eep' Zack did as he was told, ducking his head back under Whitney's skirt to. As if by instinct Benny continued the downward movement of his hand to his mother's asshole and lingered there, to his amazement she sighed and moved a bit. Benny decided to stay there for a little while, and he played with the outside of her asshole and his mother responded by pushing her hips toward his finger. This surprised Benny so he asked his mother,"Do you like having you asshole touched?"Without hesitation his mother answered him in a very dreamy voice,"Mmm."'Fair enough', thought. Taking hold of my hardon he moved it to her hot wet pussy, “This is your reward for being a good little lover, baby.”She moved up onto the couch and told her husband to prepare her cunt for me. I watched as Mr. Martin moved between her legs and started licking that hot cunt. As I sat next to Mrs. Martin she told hold of my cock and slowly stroked it as my hand moved to her tits as I caressed them and kissed and sucked them as Mr. Martin licked her hot cunt.Suddenly Mrs. Martin pushed her.