Edgar's POV
“f**k it,” I growled, my voice rough with lust. “I want to watch you ride our son, Winnie. Right now on the balcony.”
Winnie’s eyes lit up with wicked delight. She pushed Allen back onto the lounger outside, the moonlight bathing her voluptuous body. The ship rocked gently beneath us as she straddled him, her heavy breasts swaying. “You heard your father, baby. Mommy’s going to f**k you.”
Allen groaned as she sank down onto his thick c**k, her p***y stretching around him. “Oh s**t, Mom… you’re so tight.” The wet sound of her sliding down echoed with the waves. I grabbed my phone, filming every inch disappearing inside her. Sally crawled over, kissing her brother passionately, their tongues dancing while Winnie began to ride.
“God, I’ve wanted this for years,” Winnie moaned,
