Mom fucked me back every bit as hard as I fucked her and, boy, did we have a good time.III can’t pinpoint an exact moment when the attraction betwee... me and Mom became mutual. As I think back on it, it was more of a series of episodes, each one building on the last.It was 1997 and Connecticut was experiencing its hottest June in fifty years. I was back home for summer after having just completed my second year at college. I’d spent the year playing wing for my college water polo team, the UCLA. .She took out the strap-on and I felt on the bed in d same position. But she was not done. She lifted my face up holding my hairs and spat in my mouth n said you bitch who will lick you, mistress. Start licking. She commanded and forced me to lick and I started licking. I felt someone hand on my ass scaring me…It was not other than master and when I turned back I was stuck as he was ready with his dick to fuck my ass. His dick was not lesser than 8 inches but quite thick. I said, master, that I. ” All of a sudden, I see my wife Kendra get off the bed and move over towards Lou. Sara is sitting in his lap and spreads her legs. “Don’t worry about him, I thought he might enjoy your mouth so close to his cock, but focus on my pussy, your job is to make me come.” Kendra is on her knees and starts to really lick her pussy very hard and extreme. Sara is bucking on Lou’s lap and calls out, “God, look at her eat pussy like a pro,” and grabs Kendra’s head and pulls her in much tighter. I hear. I hardly recognize myself. Am I disgusted or relieved? It is hard to tell. I know where I am going, I have been planning this for weeks, but the realism of the situation hits me, and I start to think about the girl in the trunk. Something I wasn’t prepared for. I turn right off of an old country road into a stretch of road that leads to a vacated barn about five miles away. The road is filled with pot-holes making it a bumpy and uncomfortable for both me and the girl in the trunk. I can hear.