“No,” I told her as Randy and I followed. “We hadn’t made it that far yet when he started breaking things.”
“God, I love your big king size bed,” she cooed, swinging her hips, kicking off her shoes as she went.
“Look at that ass,” Randy said breathlessly.
“I know,” I said. “Sweet, isn’t she?”
He looked down at me and laughed. “I can’t believe we’re both hot for her ass.”
“Are you kidding me?” I goosed him in the ribs. “You know she and I have done this a few times.”
“I know,” he nodded. “And I think it’s hot.”
“Of course you do. All men think two women together is hot.”
“No,” he said as we reached the door to my bedroom. “I think it’s hot that it’s you two. The two women I love the most in the world.”
“Aw, that’s sweet,” Joannie said, pulling her skirt off, leaving it on the floor. She came up to Randy and undid his belt buckle.
“Get naked, Mom,” He told me while his sister rubbed herself against his cock, pulling it out of his underwear. They began kissing while she fondled him, tugging at him, getting up on her tiptoes to try to rub the head of his penis against her panties.
I loved watching the two of them. I’d often observed them as children, playing, and thought how similar they looked but for one being a boy and the other a girl. Joannie’s facial features a bit weaker, her skin a bit lighter, softer. To see them loving each other like this seemed right somehow. Even though I knew I should regard it as disgusting and nasty.
And here I was, my cunt feeling moist from watching them.
Joannie gave Randy a wet kiss, then came over to me. “Need some help?” she asked, her warm hand with its elegant pink metallic nails on my face. She kissed me, but so much gentler than she’d kissed her brother. She gave me her tongue, sweet and small, and put my hands on her ass. I couldn’t help snaking my fingers under her panties and squeezing.
“Mmmm,” she murmured, and began swaying with me in a kind of dance. She moved her hands down, began unbuttoning my blouse, pushed it open, and undid the bra at my back. I moved back a little so she could drop the blouse and bra off my shoulders.
“Jesus, Mom, your tits are magnificent,” Randy said, kissing me, and moving down, kissing to my nipples. But my son was a multi-tasker. While he licked my hard nipples, he fondled his sister’s too. And then his hand moved inside her panties.
“Oh god,” she groaned, spreading her legs, and the three of us sort of flopped onto the bed like that.
Joannie hurriedly got Randy completely undressed, and threw her own shirt halfway across the room. Then she addressed my palazzo pants.
“These are coming back in style, aren’t they?” she asked me, undoing the little hook at my waist, while her brother kissed up and down her bare back, hands on her tits. Only Joannie would think of fashion at a time like this.
“Get ’em off,” Randy gasped at her. “I’m gonna lick Mom’s pussy.”
“Maybe I want to lick Mom’s pussy,” she shot back at him. “Ever think about that?”
“No. I’m gonna do it, and you’re gonna suck me.”
“Just because he’s the man, he thinks -”