’ The guy behind the American had taken her hand off of his cock and he was holding his cock against her butt….where there was a huge wet spot fro... his cum soaking into her shorts. But that actually wasn’t what my wife was telling me to looks at. On the other side of the aisle the girl was miking the last drops of cum form her boyfriends cock. It was on his legs and on her hands and she discretely licked it off her hand. Her legs were still spread enough that we could tell the girl was very. "Susan moaned."Too fucking bad," Mark said, and rammed his finger up his mother's tight asshole again.Susan moaned. Her asshole was very tight, and his finger seemed to go so deep. Her asshole squeezed at his finger. Mark laughed jerking his finger out and ramming it up her ass again.It felt as if her son's finger was sandpaper, rubbing her asshole raw. She began to sob, but she sat still, without struggling as tears of shame and pleasure running down her beautiful face.Mark penetrated his. I could feel it rubbing against her hot pussy. My mom then told me that my pj's were hurting her. I started to get off her when she asked if I was finished. I said no, but I’m hurting you. She looked at me and said if I promise not to do anything, I should take them off and rest it on her back. I did as she asked. Massaging her backside now. I started to use my thumbs to press my dick down in between her ass crack. She moaned slightly. I inched back far enough that I could move it between her. Now as a reward I wanted to offer him everything that meant I prevented him this time not to push his bones in the cunt. Now I was prepared for it and could all enjoy with relish. He rammed his spurs into it deeply, pulled something out in order immediately afterwards to push him deeper into it.While he rammed me I forgot the time. His thrusts were becoming faster and I felt he would cum soon.In fact, it was so far and now I noticed how his bones my vagina again expanded and corked me.It was.