I told her we’d catch up over lunch and she’d be my guide to find a place to eat. She laughed as I dragged out the door. We walked downtown since ...t was close by and we found a Mexican cantina where we could sit outside and enjoy the unseasonably cool summer day. We sat down next to each other and we ordered our drinks of choice, mine a whiskey and coke and hers a glass of wine. Once we ordered our meal the conversation turned to her life story after she left college her freshman year and. Sharon must have been on the floor for a couple of minutes trying to regather her breath before she was unceremoniously rolled over onto her back by her daughter’s bare foot. Sharon was in good shape for a Mum in her mid 30s. She had Monique when she was young and while the 16-year-old teenager standing above her was yet to fill out properly, Sharon was attractive with dark brown hair and proud of her appearance. She was dressed typically as you would be in your own home, just a pair of jeans. Then I let her son fuck her. I was watching her son ramming her pussy hard and making her cum. She was uncontrollable in her expression shouting, “Fuck me hard..Ram my pussy hard.. I am your whore.. Son, fuck me hard..”Seeing this made me hard again. After a few minutes of intense incest fucking, my friend sprayed his cum on his sexy mom’s face and then he collapsed to his side.Then I started to finger fuck my friend’s mom, rubbing her clits and making her horny again. After a while, her son. .. I froze. Nervous and scared, but my urges were even more powerful than my fears, I unlocked the door. The man that opened the door he door was not what I expected. The men who stuck their cocks through the holes in the booth walls for me to suck before, I imagined, were businessmen. I imagined they were white men with secret urges or who’s wives were not satisfying them. The man that stepped into my booth was hispanic, short, but nice looking. He was obviously alittle surprised to find such.