"Ok, same as before right?” I bent my legs again and stopped half way and came back up. Now I could feel a definite bump in his jeans. The game went... on for a while, with me grinding low on the front of his jeans and coming back, rubbing against his erection each and every time "Wait maybe I need to go lower." I looked over my shoulders to see him closing his eyes with his hands clenched at his sides. "Is this right?” I asked bent over perpendicular to his crotch, with my skirt barely covering. "Shall we call it a night?" asked Anthony. "That was an emotionally tiring event!" No!" I jumped up, "Please, don't let me ruin this. If you two want, I can go to a motel tonight, let you get it on!" Don't you dare!" shouted my wife. "You are a part of this, and you ARE staying!"I know when to change the subject. "Brandy, anyone?"They laughed. We retired to the den and again enjoyed the fine wine. Suzy was sitting in a chair, Anthony on the sofa, I in another chair. Suzy looked at Anthony for a. ?Yes, Ma?am,? replied Paul.?He and the three other men with him were grinning widely in anticipationof their reward.? ?She put up a hardfight.? It took me, Bob, and Tony to gether into the van.? It was a nice little business Beatrice had.? She traveled and took initial pictures ofgirls that a certain clientele might appreciate.? She then posted the pictures on her privatewebsite and if someone is interested, she sent out one of her men to take morepictures and to follow the girl to get her. I looked down and saw my son's lap, his cock aimed right up at me, stiff, hard, only the way a teen boy would be under the circumstances, I supposed, aroused by the whole thing. I took my sleeve and wiped the tears away from her eyes and kissed her again, right on the lips, my tongue slipping inside her mouth. Her eyes opened wide looking at me, then closed as I softly tongued her and felt her relax in my arms. Then, I turned to Bryce and kissed him, also sliding my tongue into his mouth which.