So, when I heard the next groan I knew it came from the bedroom. The door was ajar and as I eased it open I saw a woman in her underwear sprawled face...down across the bed. Her ankles and wrists were tied with what looked like stockings and she appeared to be wearing a hood over her head. The first thought that leapt into my mind was that Sam had flipped, done this to his girlfriend and fled.“OK, love, I’m here, I’m from the police.You're safe now.”I quickly loosened the stockings tied around. Davie knew he had gone too far this time, he had turnedhis wife into a black cock slut who would do anything tokeep her new lover happy including letting her own sonfuck her ass.Victor didn't care, he had often told his sister he wouldlove to fuck his Mom, she had urged him to try. "I'dlove to see that, why don't you just feel he r tits orsomething when she's naked, she can only tell you off."Victor never picked up the courage to do that, despiterepeated requests from Jenna he couldn't do it.. Then he looked over to make sure she had seen him cum. And of course, like a dope, she had still been standing there, slack-jawed watching it all. The whole thing evoked such a strange mix of emotions. She was mad at herself for watching him and even more angry that she had let him see her watching. And angrier still that, even after he had seen her, she kept watching. But that was only part of it. There was something more to it. Why the hell had she watched in the first place? Any other time. As she walked to the door, spunk was running from the gaping hole that was, for now, her rectal opening. I knew she would leave it running from her and I was looking forward to cleaning it from her. "I need food", I said, after licking her clean of spunk. "So do I. It must be hours since we ate", she said as she climbed from my face. "Come lover boy, let's see what we've got eat. We went downstairs into the kitchen, me naked, her still in stockings and shoes. I had a feeling of déjà vu,.