Maybe she had found another man to satisfy her lust I thought with crushed spirits.Sounds were coming from my mom and dad's room. I could tell that pe...ple were definitely fucking in there. I was shocked to see who was fucking. My mother was naked from the waist down and her shirt was pushed up so her tits hung free. She was holding on to the windowsill trying to watch out. The man fucking her was the guy from down the street, George Burton.He was home from college on a break and his parents. Your wife's mouth cleans my cock!!Spent we all head back to the car, your wife only wearing Sara's sweatshirt the same sweatshirt that bound her. We invited her back to the hotel for more fun, and she decided to invite you her husband... I guess Sara wins again, and we will be spending the rest of our vacation locked into a hotel room.... She always gets her way...By Bronco 1343,, all names changed in this work of fiction... Well fiction for now...INTRODUCTION TO NEXT CHAPTER, THE INTERROGATION. You are not doing a very good job of countering her whimsical offerings and keeping that balanced program you advertise,’’ I said.‘‘Well there have been a lot of things going on with you and JBG the last few days. It had some people on the edge. It’s a big job sometimes, more than I can handle by myself. I need help,’’ Arthur said.‘‘Unless you are a terrorist, support terrorist financially or materially and terrorism in general, there is nothing to be on edge about. On the other hand if you fit. They had conspired over this ambush."You're insane," he said softly."No. You promised me I wouldn't go insane from masturbating, and that's all I've done since I rode that stupid train away from here. I'm not insane, Bob. I'm horny. Horny for you."Suddenly, he was iron hard in his pants. Her little yips of "Yes" and "Hurry" as he kicked his boots off and then pushed his pants down, inflamed him.He was a confused mixture of horny, angry and full of admiration as, naked, he flung himself on top.