We were early enough that the dining room was fairly empty, we chose a window table.We bantered back and forth for most of the meal, her mostly teasin... me about the two girls that have me wrapped around their fingers. I couldn’t deny her accusations as much as I wanted to. So, I changed the subject not to subtly, which she gave me a big grin letting me know what I was doing.“Tomorrow, you will be taking Sister Cynthia’s classes.”“Why?” She asked between bites of her delicious Chicken Marcella. Po: Son why are you late?I smiled.Po: You naughty boy you fucked your aunt.Me: Yeah I fucked her as I planned.Po: Tell me how did you fuck her?Me: I told her that you do some things with me, that made aunt curious.I narrated how I fucked aunt (please read the last part). While telling her the story mom got into the mood. She started to stroke my dick.Me: Mom what are you doing?Mom: Nothing, you continue the story.Me: Ok you naughty.I continued the story and mom came down started giving me a. Then he secured one ankle to a rope, then the other ankle. Her legs had very little room to move and were apart, far apart. Oh my God, she thought. Never before had she been so absolutely vulnerable, so totally at the mercy of another. His hands parted her thighs even further. His hot breath blew across her clit. She tried to hold back the shudder that ran through her body. She was his and she couldn’t wait for him to take her, however he wanted. He moved too slowly. She strained against the. She was pinned down and helpless as they rammed into her from each end.After a swap of ends, and more of the same, Mr Nine pulled out from her mouth and asked her where she would like him to come. “On my face, tits, wherever” she said and pulled off of Joes dick for the last time and dropping to her knees.“Have you got two big loads for me???” she asked, looking up with their cocks in each hamd, wanking them furiously. She was licking the ends of their pricks in turn.Joe shot first, taking.