She's not going to work today. She wants to fuck as much as I do.Slipping out of bed, he walked naked down the hall to her bedroom.When he knocked on ...the door, she called out and told him to come in.She was still in bed, sipping coffee out of a mug with the morning paper on her lap.She smiled at him. "Hello, sleepy-head, I've been up nearly an hour." Morning, Mom." His cock was half-hard, hanging thick over his balls, and he stood there and let her look at it.She ran her tongue over her lips. In fact, I heard her thoughts and feelings, and they were very much in favor of getting rogered by me, my thick cock stretching her a bit further and driving her wild with lust.It seemed that Hannah was something of a size queen as well as an oral one and she loved what the size of my divine phallus could do (I could enlarge or reduce it at will, of course). Part of it was that she was also a pain slut and she had lingering fantasies, unconfessed to anyone, of doing her own father. Her mother. I had come more times than I could remember, and finally I just collapsed and rolled over next to Greg. Ted lay down behind me and reached around to play with my cum-covered breasts, his fingers massaging Greg’s slippery goo into my nipples. “Well, that was fun,” Greg said, after we’d all caught our breath. “I’ve never seen a woman come as often and as easily as you do. It makes me horny again, just thinking about it.” Now it was my turn to blush. “I guess when you have two men playing with. It was only the last couple of weeks that the baddies' actions were frequently annoying; previously we'd had to dodge something only once or twice per week.]Soon after my "I'm leaving" announcement to my families, we'd told Paul about the baddies, telling him, "The Guardian Angel discovered them for us." We immediately put our staff onto monitoring the bugs I'd placed because none of the families wanted to waste valuable Be-With-Mark time on that activity. To Paul's and our guards' frustrations.