I just saw that and I felt like I was in an porno or something. That was so fucking hot. My cock was already incredibly hard, then as soon as I saw th...m kiss each other like that, my cock was even harder than it had ever been in my life. “Holy fucking shit ladies, that was so fucking hot. Kiss each other again for me please,” I said. “Yes sir,” They both replied. Then they kissed each other once again. Then I nearly came once again. I had never ever seen two women before right in front of me. Mom never wore such bra and panty.I took the pink nightie in my mouth and started imagining her in that nightie. Immediately I got a hard-on. I went to the bathroom and masturbated. After that, I again packed those nighties and waited for mom to arrive. At around 5 pm in the evening, mom came home.The packed nighties were kept on the table. I wanted her to open those nighties by herself and see her reaction. I was peeping through a door in my room. She opened the first packet and it was her. ..' I winched in agony as Mister Sinclare pushed his semi hard penis into my anus. Once his penile ridge had entered, Mister Sinclare started to ram into my bung like a mad man. I couldn't help but moan, groan and whimper as the old man rode me like there was no tomorrow. Mister Sinclare called out '...somebody open this hoes legs. Get her legs open...' Charlie and Bruce both grabbed an ankle and pulled me like I was a wish bone. This caused my buttocks to rise up and Mister Sinclare went wild.. "Once again, you think you're in control of me and my friends. Disabuse yourself of that idea right now. I do as I damned well please; and no one tells one of my friends that they have to leave my mother's funeral." I stepped up into Conrad's face and forced him back a step. Inside, a quiet part of me marveled at my reaction. Margot called me "the bulldog" when one of my friends was threatened. Again, it illustrated to me how Tony defied all my expectations and fit into my life anyway.Thinking.