Grace Cameron, Angie's mother, was stretched out on the bed on her back wearing nothing but her panties. Joe was naked and straddling Grace with his knees on either side of her body.

Angie decided that Joe's cock was the most exciting cock she had ever seen in her life. His balls looked enormous. Joe made all the boys Angie had fucked look like children. And next to Joe they were.

Angie was jealous of her mother. Grace was an attractive dark-haired woman of thirty-six. She had a beautiful body. Her big, thick nippled tits were still firm and her luscious ass was full and round. Her legs were long and shapely. She was the type who looked attractive with clothes on, but she was a woman who exuded sex the moment she had her clothes off.

"I hope the children don't barge in onus," Grace said, one hand fondling one of her tits and the other hand stroking Joe's thick cock.

"The door to this room is locked," Joe grunted.

"I know that," Grace said in a soothing voice, "but I wouldn't want them to hear us."

"That's ridiculous," Joe chuckled. "They're all old enough to know what's going on. They know damn well that people fuck when they get married. Why try to hide it? I bet those girls of yours have fucked themselves silly in college!"

"They're your girls too now, Joe. You adopted them, remember?"

"Yeah, okay – so they're my girls too. But you can't tell me they don't know what it's all about. Kids these days know everything!"

Joe settled down to press his cock and balls between her heavy tits.

"Come on, honey – wrap your tits around my prick."

Holding a tit in each hand, Grace wrapped her tit-flesh around his throbbing prick and crooned with delight.

"Fuck my tits!" she gurgled. "We haven't done that in a long time!"

Not since Thursday, Angie thought with a giggle. God, what a turn-on it was to watch them like this. Joe was hung like a horse!