’ Instead I looked into his eyes, trying to figure out the guarded expression he wore. Was he still angry? Still hurting? ‘What did your mom do wh...n she came back?’ I asked as Gale studied the lines in the desk before us. It was a ridiculously irresponsible thing to do for a mom to leave her child all alone with nobody to look after them. ‘She acted as if nothing had happened.’ His finger traced the line in the wood until it reached the circular knot. ‘Why do you think she left in the first. And buckled behind my neck. His cum all through my mouth now. I'd taste it for ages. And so I arrived at the scenario I mentioned at the start. My Master (as I definitely thought of him as such now) was no doubt recovering. My arse and thighs were sore. My little hole was sore and stretched. My body ached from the awkward position. My jaw ached from the gag trapping his juices in my mouth. I was still so very, very, very horny! My little clit, still trapped in its cage, my hormones raging. I. “Take off the rest of your clothes and get on your hands and knees,” Mark told Tim’s wife.Amanda stepped back, kicked off her boots, and unfastened her jeans. After working them off her nice ass, she pushed then down her sexy legs and stepped out of them. Tim’s wife then pushed down her panties, exposing her pretty blonde pussy to Mark for the first time. After stepping out of them, she slipped off her socks, leaving her nude. Amanda then got down on her hands and knees on the floor, as Mark. The next thing I knew, I heard this scream."What the fuck are you doing?"Yes, it was my Mom. She got back earlier than expected. The weird part is, she began to yell at me."You little tramp, you are fucking my man!"I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Jess had forced himself onto me and here was my mother blaming me for having sex with him. I have to give credit to Jess. He never stopping pumping that black piston into my greedy pussy. I think the whole idea of my mother going off, got him.