Within a week, we had a new routine. Milk and cookies were a thing of the past. As I closed the door behind her, she took off for my bedroom, throwi...g her clothes in every direction. I followed; picking up her clothes, knowing that following this trail would lead to nirvana. I tried to stay close enough to watch her ass cheeks wiggle and bounce. She would jump onto the bed on her back, opening her arms and legs, beckoning for me to hurry. I guess over the years she had eaten so many. My bedding was wet, completely soaked through. It was only after lifting the duvet that I discovered why... far from any other abnormal situation, the sodden mass of linen was awash with cum."Shit, shit, shit, shit... shhhit!" I leapt out of the sticky mess, my dick, balls, and thighs were matted in cum. My hard cock was scything through the air, flinging droplets of cum, as it continued to ooze.*Puh puh puh*Clearly, I'd been too loud in my panic. I could hear my mum's dainty footsteps making. It was explained to me that this had been her daughter's room. Her husband had divorced her by saying that she was working to many hours at work. This was how he gained the rights to her daughter. I also had learned from her that the dress she used on me was one that had belonged to her daughter. This information was not easy to take and I was worried that she might just keep me this way. That was something I did not want.We headed in the room and she placed me on the bed, "Now be a good girl. The two guys high-five over her back. Her sounds of pleasure amid the slapping noises of bodies coming together are all I hear. ‘Fuck her!’ I snarl at them, ‘Fuck her like the whore she is!’ I have to slow down my stroking to avoid blowing right away. I try to steady my breath and jerk off with long slow strokes while watching the two guys double team my girlfriend mesmerized. ‘Ahh, ahhh!’ She pulls off the cock in her mouth to be able to catch a couple of deep breaths. I can see strands of.