He was aroused, but he was also charmed and surprised at their apparent peace and calm. His horny Mom, after her torrid fuck had shifted gears and was...lying semi nude in her 12 year old son’s sleepy embrace with his head nuzzling her melon like breasts, his dick pressed against her crotch and with his legs drawing her full hips into himself in a possessive hold. The sight was beautiful, strangely erotic and spoke of the absolutely physical channels of communication which both mother and son. At this point, I played my final card. I pulled on the string and the door closed. In theory, being between her legs, I could not have shut the door. Maybe she was thinking that her husband couldn’t actually watch her get fucked. My wife started to move under me, thrusting her hips up, whispering ‘Fuck me’ to herself. I did! I fucked her hard. An almost angry fuck, I grabbed her tits and twisted, sucked and bit her nipples as I rammed my cock into her. She came on my dick, again something that. Kyle never heard the front door open. The girls were home early, their team had been eliminated in the first game of the series. As they walked upstairs, they headed for Kyle’s room, to let him know that they were home. Wendi had been texting with her friend on her I- phone, and had it in her hand when Amanda pushed the door open to Kyle’s bedroom. "What the . . ." shrieked Amanda. Wendi almost dropped the I-phone. Kyle woke up suddenly and sat up, forgetting about his costume. Then it hit him. While Jeffrey stroked my hair, I would suck his cock. I'd swirl my tongue over the head of his cock and take him inch by inch down my throat. I'd bob up and down over his thick prick. I have found when I shake my head, I am able to get more of his cock down my throat. Jeffrey really loved, when I did that. I'd slurp, suck and gag on his prick. Another time, when we were both on break, we stepped into the storage closet. We took off all our clothes, and Jeffrey bent me over and slid his cock.