Just to get to know Cameron better.

John sat up, looking between his mother and Cameron wondering what was going on. It was a testament to his life how quickly his concern cut through the warm haze of his release.

He suddenly wondered if have sex with Cameron right next to his mother had been a good idea. True, she had said she had no problem with it last night, and they had certainly done quite a lot together themselves, but as the saying went, things always looked different in the morning.

After a moment John rose from the bed, somewhat drained from his orgasm, and he made his way to the bathroom.

"Tell me something," Sarah said when the bathroom door closed. "You got him pretty worked up first. Could you have made him cum with just your cunt with a cold start?"

The corners of Cameron's mouth twitched. It was almost a smirk. "Of course. It just would have taken longer."

"Is that bad?" Sarah asked.

Cameron shook her head, now openly smiling. "Not necessarily."

Sarah lowered her voice. "Can you teach me to do that?" she asked with a smirk of her own.

Cameron shrugged. "I can try."

"Tell me, did you cum?"

Cameron shook her head.

"Can you?"

She nodded. "The advantage of the... technique, I used is that it leaves a very definite impression. However unless that man is actively helping to stimulate her, which would be counterproductive, it is hard to build up enough for the female to orgasm."`

Sarah nodded. "We should do something about that," She got onto her knees and startled the other woman. After a moment they kissed. Cameron grasped her hips, pulling Sarah's body down against her own. Sarah lifted herself just high enough to slip her hand between them, her fingers quickly finding the girl's pussy, sticking two fingers into her. They slid in easily as Cameron's vagina was still slick with a combination of her own lubricant and her son's semen from a few minutes earlier.

Sarah ended the kiss, moving back to watch Cameron's reactions as she moved in and out of her. Suddenly Cameron clamped down around her, her vagina convulsing and twisting around her fingers with a degree of control Sarah hadn't realized was possible. Sarah was fairly certain that Cameron wasn't having an orgasm, the contractions were all wrong, too controlled for one thing. After a few moments it stopped, the girl's pussy loosening its grip.

"You wanted to know what I did to John," Cameron said to Sarah's unasked question.

"You squeezed him that tightly?"

"Not quite. His penis is larger then your fingers."