She looked at her son. He seemed so young to her for sure not old-enough to fuck, let alone fuck Jane, a woman his mother's age. Looking at her son, Susan imagined what he would look like with his cock stabbing into Jayne's cunt. She wondered if Tommy would like fucking Jayne. Then she thought of something else Jayne had told her Jayne had said all three of the kids; Tommy, Julie, and Robert were fucking with one another.

Susan looked at her daughter as she took her chair on the short platform. Julie didn't look like a girl that would fuck, and certainly not with two boys. But she also remembered watching them the other night fondling each other, Tommy's cock coming off into Julie's face. Appearances could be very deceiving she decided. She wondered if Julie loved being with the two at the same time, and what it would be like. She shivered slightly as she thought of two beautiful, extremely hard cocks going up inside her simultaneously.

Turning her gaze to Tommy, her eyes searched for his cock. He didn't have a hard on now. As she began dabbing at the canvas, she found her mind was on what Jayne had mentioned. She kept looking at her son as she painted. In her mind, she could see his lovely cock thrusting in and out of Jayne's hairy, hot cunt. It made her excited. Her pussy was becoming wet, her cut throbbing.

Within half an hour, Susan was so hot and excited, she could hardly concentrate. She went to the short platform and began to adjust the costumes. First she adjusted the toga her son was wearing, trying to reveal his cock without his knowing it. Then she worked on the toga her daughter was wearing. Susan pushed and pulled at Julie's toga until she had those long, creamy thighs exposed, and then she positioned Julie's knees. Returning to the canvas, she peered at what she had done.

Julie sat with her knees apart, one lower than the other.