. oh, fuck!” Mom screamed after I plowed her over the bathroom vanity, the door wide open as I had nothing to hide.“You seem to be used to having ... motherfucker for a son now, Mom,” I smiled at my mother, Fawn Anne Durant.“Well, it’s ... actually ... very ... enjoyable! I’m sorry that I didn’t treat you better, but the fact is that you’ve been very nice to me ... in spite of that fact!” Mom grunted as she felt me bottom out inside her juicy wet gash.“Hey, you’re still my mother!” I smiled as I. I started playing in front of the mirror — trying out theposes that the girls in the pictures were in. In the course ofthis I was touching myself in ways I’d never been touched before,and my body responded. My nipples got hard and my skin tingled,and then I came to a picture of a girl with her legs apart, lefthand cupping a breast, and the right rubbing her pussy. When Itried this pose I guess I changed my life. Massaging my pussy feltgood in a tingly sort of way, and. As soon as I closed the door, I turned to my wife and took her hand. Almost pulling her down the hall to our room I unbuttoned her shorts. She wiggled her hips as I pulled them down. I asked her how old was that cream pie and she answered just two hours ago…As I got the shorts to the floor I pushed her thighs apart and buried my face in her crotch. The smell was stronger than usual…I pushed her back on the bed and licked her from asshole to navel. Anita`s legs wrapped around my back to hold me. I was actually winning, nearly every hand, winning big and loosing small, I was back! We played for two hours, and I was up $200 bucks. I hadn't lost more than one hand in a row, and had won at least two in a row before loosing one, that was constant. Not wanting to turn my wife over to them to do with as they please, I decided I would win back that night they had coming.I had just won my first hand after a loss, and this hand was the best I've had all night, the same hand I had the week before.