Veevee grins and holds up both hands

"So did you give Gary another sleeping pill tonight?" Hank asked.

Veevee grinned and held up both hands. "Well, actually now..." she said, waving each hand under his nose. One had the grassy smell of fresh jizz. The other had the lovely funk of girl juice. Not Veevee's.

"What did you...?" Hank asked.

Veevee told her husband what she'd done.

Veevee lay back atop Gary's bed, smiling up at the two young people who sat on her spread legs, one straddling each thigh. Veevee's left hand reached out to grasp Gary's erect shaft, while her right hand cupped Bernie's vulva from below. She stroked her son steadily, his foreskin sliding on and off his broad cock head, while she curled her fingers upward, adding extra stimulation as her son's girlfriend was grinding her pussy on Veevee's thigh.

Gary's plump hippie dumpling knew how to work it. Bernie's boobs and belly jiggled as she ground her hips down into Veevee's thigh and fingers. Her curly black bush tickled Veevee's palm. Bernie's cheeks were flushed pink under her golden complexion.

"Look at your girl go, Gary," Veevee said. "Isn't she something? God, look at her face, so sweet."

"Yeah, Mom," Gary said. His cock swelled in Veevee's hand.

"Fingers," Bernie gasped. "Curl. Up."

Veevee curled her fingers upward. "Like this, hon?" Her fingertips slipped into Bernie's vaginal entrance and hooked on her pubic arch.

"Yes, inside, yes," Bernie said. "Thumb?"

Veevee laughed. "Sure, hon." She slid her wet thumb over Bernie's little joy button.

Bernie pressed her full weight down on Veevee's fingers and rocked her hips forward and back.

"Oh, hon, you look so beautiful," Veevee said. "Gary, look. Watch her face."

"AHHHHH!" Bernie called out. Her hips pumped forward and back, humping Veevee's thigh as she reached climax.

"Oh wow," Gary said. His shaft swelled in Veevee's stroking hand as Bernie's orgasm rolled on.

Veevee grinned and jacked her hand quickly on Gary's cock, over the crown of his broad head. "Come, sonny," she said.

Gary moaned and let himself go, his seed spurting through Veevee's fist. Veevee laughed as the two young people orgasmed in her hands. At her hands. Yes, indeed, yes.

Veevee had made it only halfway through her story when Hank took her by the hips and guided her to straddle him and sit on his cock. She rocked on Hank's cock as she finished the story.

"And I was a good girl, hon, I made them come and I came right here, I saved it for you."

"Oh Vee," Hank said. "Oh Vee. What am I gonna do with you."

"Fuck me, baby, you're my best man, since the night we met, I knew we'd be together."

And that had always been the answer.

"I love you so much, Vee," Hank said. His cock swelled inside her.

"Hank, hon, I'm getting close," Veevee said. "Miss Rosy's feeling lonely. Would you finish in my ass?"

Hank lubed up and let Veevee tilt her hips, easing her ass down over the head of his cock.

Veevee's eyes softened. "Oh yes, honey," she said. "This is what I needed. Don't go deep, just stay there." Her mouth tightened into a circle. "Miss Rosy feels you, hon. Oh yes she does." Veevee's anal ring tightened on Hank's cock. Her eyes rolled upward and her chin tilted back. She grimaced. "YES." Veevee groaned and rocked her hips back and forth. Her hands squeezed tightly down on Hank's shoulders. Her face and chest flushed pink. "OH." Her ass relaxed and let Hank's thick shaft slide deep inside to its hot embrace. "Fuck me, hon, do it."

Hank cupped Veevee's buttocks and thrust up into her ass from below. "Oh Vee, so close."

"Miss Rosy wants it," Veevee said. "Fuck her good."

"Yes, Vee, yes!" Hank fucked her ass, thrusting deep inside. "Yes!"

"Come, honey."

Hank's cock swelled and shot again and again, spurting a big load up Veevee's hungry ass.