Lon, having gotten permission, climbed on the bed and knelt up behind Beth, nosing his hot poker against her anal pucker. Candace watched him, considering, then murmured, "Spit on it or something, Hon — going in dry is gonna hurt both of you a lot!"
Lon tried to work up some spit, but it wasn’t really happening. Impatient, he bashed his cock against Beth’s anus. Candace glanced down at Beth, who had stopped licking. She wasn’t complaining, but her eyes had that distant look that said that her attention was on her ass — trying to assist in the penetration, no doubt. Lon growled and backed up, "Can she suck me a little to get me wet, Mama?" he asked.
"Sure, Honey." Candace shifted her attention to Beth. "Keep me going, Hon — I’m doing you a favor, here. Two fingers in me and your thumb working my clitty should do it…"
"Yes, Mistress." Beth made the adjustment to her hand movements and turned to accept Lon’s cock as he circled around to her right from his position behind her.
"Yeah, suck me, Slut," Lon groaned as his cock disappeared into the warm, wet cavern under Beth’s nose. Beth had PLENTY of saliva worked up from eating Candace’s cunt, so she was able to take him right down…"Shit, that’s good! You’re a world-class cocksucker, I bet!"
Candace nodded to herself; Lon seemed to have the proper attitude in dealing with Beth. Candace hadn’t gotten around to calling her names, yet, preferring more subtle activities — but there was nothing wrong with a blatant reminder of Beth’s status. Candace flicked another glance Toby’s way, but Toby was taking another photograph — and since there was nothing to store it on in the camera, the only possible reason was that he approved, right?
Wrong. Lon was naked, his cock being worked on within inches of his nude mother’s body; it was probably one of the most provocative pictures available from an incest-portrayal viewpoint — and there WAS memory in the camera! Toby was carefully incriminating Candace…
Candace made things even better by distractedly rubbing Lon’s hip, her attention focused on Beth’s fingers working their magic in her cunt. She probably didn’t even realize what she was doing … Toby took another photo.
Candace rolled her head around to face Toby, "Aren’t you going kind of wild with that thing?" After all, it was all a gag. Beth’s fingers were working wonders on in her twat, but the damned flashes were distracting…
"We should catch everything, don’t you think?" Toby asked, nodding at Beth swallowing Lon’s length while finger-fucking Candace, then winking broadly. Lon had his head back, eyes closed — obviously, he was enjoying Beth’s mouth — again!
"Yeah, I guess," Candace grunted, unconvinced.
Beth backed off Lon’s now saliva-soaked length. "Maybe a finger first?" she cajoled.
"Uh, yeah, maybe…" Lon grunted.
"I’ll wet it, too…" Beth offered. Lon stuck out a finger, and Beth made love to it with her mouth. Lon gasped — he was even stiffer from what she was doing to his finger! God, what a mouth! In a moment, Beth let go, smiling, leaving his finger spit-soaked, too. "Better hurry, before it dries…"
"Huh? Oh, yeah!" Lon knee-walked back to Beth’s plush ass and started gingerly fingering her pucker. Beth concentrated on making things as easy as she could; Lon’s finger was inside her very quickly. It hurt a bit, but Beth knew that it was just the fact that she hadn’t done anything like that in some time and her poor anus had forgotten acceptance.
"Go for two," she grunted.
"Okay." Lon started trying to insert a second finger — something no easier than inserting one, at this point.
"Hey!" Candace swatted Beth on the shoulder, "Don’t forget about me!"
"Sorry!" Beth got her hand working again; distraction from Lon’s efforts had led to a pause in her efforts for her new mistress — something she knew better than to let happen!
Meanwhile, Lon managed — very painfully — to insert a second finger. "How’s that?"
"It hurts — but it’ll get better," Beth replied, grunting from the pain. It was already easing, though. "Are you still wet?"
"Not really." Beth’s saliva had dried on Lon’s cock, for the most part.
"Ummm, things should be slicker inside — are they?" Beth decided that letting Candace know that she was lubed might not be the smartest thing…
"Yeah, some," Lon agreed.
"See if you can spread it around, then."
Candace lay watching Beth, who had that distant look in her eyes again — but her hand was working steadily, delivering two fingers inside Candace’s twat and thumb work on her clitty, so Candace held any complaints…
Beth took a shot, "There is some lube in the bedside table…"
Candace lurched up, "No! We’re gonna keep this all natural! Lon, you can have her slobber on you again, but no lube!"
"Awright." Lon wasn’t thrilled, but Mama was calling the tune. He started to come back around to Beth’s right.
"Leave the fingers in if you can, Sweetie — it’ll help!" Beth offered.
"Oh. Okay…" Problem was, Lon had his right hand working Beth’s ass — that meant he would have to circle to the left…
That actually made things easier, he realized, when Beth collected his balls with her free left hand. She was putting her weight awkwardly on the hand servicing Candace — which put a stop to the finger thrusts in Candace’s twat — but there were no immediate complaints. Beth did her level best to lube Lon again, taking just a couple of strokes, then backed off. "Go ahead, Sweetie."
"Awright. Here we go…" Lon circled back to Beth’s wide ass and pulled his fingers from her hole. They were a little greasy, but there was nothing visibly nasty on them; Beth’s cleanup must have been pretty good … Thinking about it a second, he wiped his slick fingers on the head of his dick before nosing it to her already closed pucker. "Show time!"
There was a flash; Toby had repositioned for a shot of the penetration. Lon stopped short for a moment, gathered himself, and started pushing, thinking that this was a whole lot more trouble than he’d thought it would be.
Beth’s asshole argued, but grudgingly gave ground; Candace enjoyed the grimace on Beth’s face as she took in Lon’s glans. "That hurt, Honey?"
"Yes, Mistress," Beth grunted. She noted the sadistic gleam in Candace’s eye and nodded to herself; yeah, maybe Candace had what it took to be a Domme, after all…
Lon watched Beth’s asshole slowly absorb the head of his dick. Jeezus, it was tight! Of course, the flip side was that there was pleasure mixed with the pain … The death grip her ass had on his dick meant that he was getting a LOT of sensation!
There was another flash as the head popped through; "Hey!" Lon grunted.
"Sorry," Toby murmured perfunctorily, "That’s hot stuff — I thought we ought to get a pic…"
"Sure is!" Rick agreed from where he’d crept up on the right to watch.
"Well, it probably looks better than it feels right now," Lon grunted. It was getting better, though, the thought; Beth’s asshole hadn’t given up the fight and was currently skinning back his foreskin as he tried to stuff more dick in there, but it wasn’t as tough as it had been…
"Saw back and forth some, Sweetie — spread the lubrication!" Beth suggested.
"Yeah…" Lon backed a bit and pressed the attack again, making more ground. When things got tough, he reversed again, backing until the head only was locked inside her, then pushing for more territory. His foreskin, once it was lubed a bit, helped provide a transfer layer, easing things. "Got things running now, I think…" he grunted.