My hairbrush fell to the bed and I picked it up. The skin where it had pressed was dark red, with clear impressions from the bristles. I picked up the...brush and bounced the bristles against the head of her swollen cock.I looked thoughtfully at her cock, “Tsk, tsk. My girl is still such a slut. Whatever can I do with this?”I pulled some lotion out of my purse and rubbed it onto my hands as I looked down at her. I ran one finger down her ass, feeling my way down to her puckered little hole. I. “Ready??” I asked. She nodded her head. I lifted my body a little using my hands and said,“Here we go!” I started fucking. She started moaning to the rhythm.“Ah! Ah!” All the way. Sometimes, I held her neck softly, bent towards her, kissed her lips and lifted myself again.“Aah…qamaar…ana fi aljannnah ya habbibi…anti malaki…keep up…speed up…burn me alive! Aah” she was talking crazy stupid stuff. I did not understand half of what she said. Probably Arabic? lolAfter about a minute, I stopped.. "Why don't you sit on Jake's lap? You don't mind do you Son?"Jake could feel the growing tension in the air and didn't want to aggravate the situation further."Uh, yeah I guess that could work." Honey, you don't actually expect me to sit on his lap the whole way home, do you?" It's only a two hour trip; we'll be home before you know it."Jackie could see the pleading in his eyes. "Ok, but you owe me big for this one!" She lifted herself up onto her son's lap while Eric pushed the door closed.. They stood in front of me, and shared their pain with me in such a raw manner. Each one acknowledged that it was Gypsy who had introduced us, and breathed life into each of these new relationships in the first place. I wondered to myself, just how a woman could, time after time, send her lover into the arms of her horny ass friends. The thought struck me so oddly. To this day, I still smile at that mystery. What was truly odd, and awkward at the same time, was how arousing the whole scenario.