The Bestman

Kevin could barely resist. It wasn't long after he began to literally feel like his own cock was penetrating Heather that he slipped up behind both Heather and Jason's moms. Casually groping their asses with a single hand each he whispered between them, “I'm wondering if you could confirm something for me.”

Linda grinned mischievously gasping slightly before glancing to Heather's mom. Raising an eyebrow she playfully replied. “What might that be, Kevin?”

Jason's mom put extra enticing emphasis on Kevin's name, her hand lewdly feeling back towards him only to broaden Linda's smile as she felt her fingers explore along the warm, swollen veiny cock, dangled just behind her and Deborah.

“Could you help see if I am the best man?” Deborah gasped at the innuendo, she had been struggling to contain the sensations rolling across her body while entranced with her daughter's pornographic performance.

Turning to gaze at Kevin scoldingly she felt his hand on her wrist, guiding her to see what Linda was already stroking. “What is that..” Deborah asked before looking down and gasping.

She had seen the brazen nudity and sex acts about the room, but only now did their ramifications sink in, or come close to home. Looking to Linda aghast she hardly recognized the mother of the man her daughter had wed, and was now fucking.

Linda's dirty blonde-haired was streaked with brown undertones, her skin and face looked more like those of a 25 year old than an almost 60 year old woman. Looking down Linda's body Deborah had to wonder how tight the dress was around the chest, hips and ass.

At that thought Deborah realized the weight and pressure on her own body in those very same spots. Moaning with unexpected need Deborah reach down with a hand to feel Kevin's arm having reach around her, pressing on her mons.

What was going on? Looking at her arms Deborah saw all the marks of age were absent from her skin. Looking to her husband Deborah felt at a loss of what to do as Paula was obviously drawing not just her husband's, but Linda's husband's attention too.

Linda moaned provocatively, tugging up on Deborah's dress she rolled her head towards Deborah. “You know you want to feel those fingers in you.” Linda remarked, grinding forward into the hand that had not only reached around, but now delved into the exposed panties Linda wore.

At a loss to argue Deborah just stood there in shock as Kevin and Linda cooperated in hiking up her dress,

Deborah exhaled passionately as she finally felt Kevin's fingers glide across the skin of her mons, curling across he clit, and warmly delving into her pussy with unexpected relief and pleasure.

Interlocking her fingers with Linda they stroked Kevin's cock as he fingered them together.

Grinding their asses and hips, stroking the cock, Deborah slowly lulled into a strangely erotic kiss with Linda. She was at a loss for why, it just felt right. They both felt locked in a strangely passionate and pleasureable daze until…