From my eye level, I saw through the gap above the booktops as a pair of jeans appeared and stopped. It was a male, young. Slim. Nice butt, if I had t...o say so. Tee shirt untucked. His back was to me, at the Mapplethorpe volume. He slid it out. I could not see above his waist, but could hear the flutter of thick pages as he flipped through the book in no apparent hurry. Then I noticed his breathing. It had increased. Then a hand dropped down to his side, and he reached around to his front and. "We went back to Tom and I nodded yes. We walked out to the lobby, Carol's arms in each of ours. We got an elevator and stepped in. Tom punched the button for the penthouse suites. Once the doors closed Tom aggressively pulled Carol to him and began to passionately kiss her, pulled down her top and roughly pinched her nipples. Carol moaned. I stepped behind her and put my tented cock between her ass cheeks. She moaned again. I reached down and pulled her dress up so that her ass and cunt. “How mature are our kids? Light-years ahead of most. Are they fully adults at eight, seven, and six? Of course not. They all have age-appropriate responsibilities and duties, as well as age-appropriate freedom. And that’s OUR definition of ‘age-appropriate’, not society’s. When Birgit is fourteen, what are you going to tell her about her decisions with regard to sex? That suddenly, despite being treated as a responsible, developing adult, she’s now a toddler who can’t make any decisions on her. With my other hand I began to finger fuck her pussy, the juices now covering my hand, my thumb knocking and rubbing her clit every time I pushed my finger, then another inside of her.Her breathing was heavy now as I worked at her, “Harder tom, faster” I rushed to oblige, her pussy began to grip my fingers as I pushed them inside, I then slipped a third, then a fourth inside her and finally she began moaning loudly is I pumped my fingers into her, then suddenly she gasped out loud, her body.