"You're horrible!" Susan said, flushing.

"Not so horrible;" Jayne laughed. "Hey, I'll make a deal with you! You fuck my Robert and I'll fuck your Tommy. That way we both can have some cock now and then."

"I thought you preferred pussy," Susan teased.

"I prefer cock and pussy-both! Period!" Jayne laughed. "When one isn't available, the other will do nicely. And if both cock and cunt is available, so much the better!"

"But to fuck our sons!"

"So what?" Jayne said. "You'll be fucking my son, and I'll be fucking your son. Julie can have what's left."

"I don't know about that," Susan said, frowning. "Robert and Tommy are so young.

"Makes it better," Jayne said, getting to her feet. "We can teach them right. Well,I better get back home before those kids have come juice smeared all over the fucking house. You think about what I said, Susan."

Susan watched the beautiful woman, her eyes on the tightly clad ass. There was no doubt Jayne was exceptionally beautiful and desirable. She thought of her son sticking his cock into Jayne's cunt, then thought of Robert's cock fucking her.

CHAPTER THREE

It had rained the night before, but when Susan got out of bed, the sun was already climbing high. The air was fresh, and the weather was a bit cooler.

It was also going to be a fine day for painting.

After breakfast, while she was mixing her paints, the incident of the day before came back to her. As long as she had known Jayne, Susan had no idea the beautiful woman was a cunt licker. She tried to search her conscience to see if there was remorse, a guilty feeling. But there was none. On the contrary, Susan had loved it. It had been extremely enjoyable. Jayne certainly knew what she was doing with that wicked tongue of hers.

When her children came in, wearing their togas once more, she was reminded of the proposal Jayne had made to her the day before.