Aimee and I continue

From Torg Adventure

I pushed Aimee back on the bed and straddled her. Watching her eyes, I cupped her tits and squeezed. She thrust out her chest, pressing her tits into my hands, and purred. Aimee humped her hips up, rubbing her slit on my thick shaft. We both turned to watch our mother walk into the bathroom; her swaying ass mesmerized me. When we turned back to each other, we giggled since we were both lusting after Mom's ass.