I felt his hands leave my hips, but he kept fucking me so I didn't say anything. He grabbed my hair with both hands and held it together and pulled it... making me arch my back in the process so my tits were poking outwards now as he fucked me. I looked out the windows to see if I could spot anything, but the light reflected and all I could see was a reflection of me getting fucked. I made a note to myself to turn on more lights and get by the window and cringed in pleasure as Jeff's hand found. ”“Sure, should I come over after I am off or should I get some sleep and then come?”“Why don’t you go home clean up, take a nap and then come back when they open visiting hours at 9am. That way you get some rest and don’t come here smelling like a stinky girl.”“I thought you liked stinky girls.”“I like dirty girls! And you of course.”“Nice save. You seem to be less stressed than earlier. Are you doing ok?”“How do I answer that? I have spent decades teaching my athletes that at the key moment of. Or maybe she should eat mine. I'm not sure which would be a better analogy to what the two of you are doing to poor Lynn!" At that instant, I was sure I was a dead man.Not surprisingly, Mark's cock was no longer in his sister's mouth after being caught like this by his mother. "Really Mom, they aren't doing anything to me. We're all kind of doing it together." Um, you could do both at the same time, you know, like sixty nine," Mark suggested."Mark, shut up!" I snapped. "I don't think your. After dinner Ryan cleaned up and went upstairs. I got my pan into action and ran upstairs to put on some new “clothes”. About an hour later I was showered and ready I put on some nice panties, black with read hearts on them, some pantyhose with the crotch cut out, and a white blouse and black skirt. Then finished with 3 inch heels, and now I’m ready for my sons cock. I walked slowly to his room and as I walked up to his door I could hear my video playing on his computer again. It made my pussy.