As Asher rustled the leaves of the nearby bush to take a peak at his mother and sister, he came face to face with a sight that gave him an incestuous excitement that spread across his whole teenage body like a wave of an electric shock.
Here before his eyes, Sharon and Onalenna were both seated on the stepping stones on the river, both with their legs stretched open for each other while their fingers glided into each other's cunts, all in the disguise of bathing each other. Onalenna's fingers looked kinda thick and long inside Sharon's slender body while Sharon's fingers slided with ease into Onalenna.
Asher froze, hand still gripping himself when Sharon turned his way. Her eyes dropped, then she smirked.
"You wanna fuck your mom, don't you?" Sharon grinned, watching the reaction flicker in his wide, guilty eyes.
