I felt his cock and fingers slide up and down my slit getting lubed up in both our juices. “Oh fuck, Kent. Do you have a condom?” I asked. “I’... not on the pill right now.” Before Kent answered he thrust quickly and suddenly deep into my pussy. I moaned in pleasure as I felt him stretching me out. He began thrusting in and out of me quickly. “You want me to stop and get a condom now?” he asked as he pounded my pussy.“N-n-no” I stuttered as he pounded me so hard I could barely speak.“that’s what. ”“You should let me do it more often, then,” Gilbert agreed.“Fuck you in the ass, queer-boy.”“You can do that right now. Hey!” he complained, laughing, as Ken batted him on the head. “Don’t mistreat the pleasure giver. You don’t have other friends willing to open their mouth and let you fuck it.”Ken put his head back in Gilbert’s mouth. “I should rent myself out. This could be a big moneymaker, Grove. What?” he questioned at Gilbert’s ironic glance upward. “Oh ... I should rent you out. But I did lick her tiny ass hole and then stuck my tongue in her and fucked her with it. I could taste the remnants of the last shit she took but I tongue fucked her for a while and when she had, had enough then she let herself back down and I licked her pussy again. I knew what she liked, and went to work to make her cum. And it didn't take long for the little bitch to cum on my tongue. I continued licking her until she pushed me away.When I got up, I noticed Jeni had dressed and was waiting. "Well, it looks like you're going to have to have another talk with him, but this time about why a son should never grab his mother's ass." To say I was shocked was an understatement. I couldn't believe Paul would be so bold as to fondle his mother in such a lewd manner. I've had my suspicions that he was one of those sons who like his mother a little too much, but I never thought it would come to this."Okay," I replied calmly, "tell me how it happened." Well, I was washing the breakfast dishes.