" You know. You know what you feel when I push into your mouth." I feel terrible. You're so terrible to me." I'm just teaching you, but I have to know...what you're feeling when you suck me. You like it, don't you." Chuck, I'm so confused. I-I'll say anything." She surrendered. Hope failed. "If you wouldn't be so terrible..." How am I terrible? You're my mother. I love you." No, no Chuck. You force me. You bend every word. Y-you h-hit me." Dad hit both of us, but it was for our own good." No,. “Mom,” I said as I continued to kiss her ear.“Yes,” she breathed.“I want to do something to you,” I said just a tad breathless with excitement now.“What?” she asked sounding a bit apprehensive.“I ... I...” I said and paused, my courage suddenly fading.“What?” she asked again, turning her head toward me.I could feel my face turning red. “I want to ... to ... you know, kiss you ... kiss you down there, like you have done for me,” I blurted. I heard a sharp intake of breath.When she didn’t say. She keeps John in her mouth as she bucks in pleasure. Her legs shake as the orgasm slowly subsides, leaving her gasping for air and yearning for more. She runs her sensitive clit slowly as John gets out from under her. He watches her, kneeling on the couch, ass in the air. He strokes his cock, which is covered in her spit. Both of them know this night isn’t over. He positions himself behind her, spitting on her slightly stretched out asshole and pressing his head against the opening. Kenny lets. When I awoke the next morning, it was still raining. I fixed breakfast then made my phone call to the Sheriff’s Department. I told the deputy that I didn’t know where my wife is. That yesterday she had gone to work and had returned while I was out on the ranch. I knew this because her SUV was here. I told them that I thought she must have gone somewhere with one of her friends and would return later. Well, this morning she still hasn’t returned home. The deputy said he would be out in a.