My son included! I heard them come in and decided to make an entrance….I figured if we kept them off guard, we could keep control of the situation. ...I grabbed some slices of pizza and went around the corner to the living room…’Hello boys…care for some pizza?’ Jaws dropped…and I could feel 10 eyes drilling holes through my clothes…and my son gasped…’Mom!?!’. The Thomas boy…Rick…who had started things off was caught a little off guard. But he was kind of cute…I went up to him first….’Care for a. She gripped my wrists and pushed her weight down, her sudden strength shocking. A tornado of sexual energy seemed to overtake her. She undulated her whole body against me, determinedly seeking something she no longer even knew was attainable.Her eyes were scrunched tight, and she wore an irate frown. I thought I could hold on for longer despite the desperate bucking of her hips into me, but as she began angrily grunting through gritted teeth, I couldn’t help but climax. She didn’t even slow. I backed off his long shaft and noisily slurped on his big cock head as Daryl stroked his meat."Here it comes queer," Daryl warned as his cock started to spit into my mouth. He had fucked my wife and my mouth for nearly an hour but he had not yet cum. His climax was overwhelming. I gulped his copious cream as it filled my mouth and ran down my chin. I wrapped my fist around my dick and pumped it as my wife's lover, our lover, groaned and came in my mouth.Deanna pushed me onto my back on the. Simon could make out suspender buttons beneath her skirt. Again high heels but this time white stockings. She carried an air of aloofness about her.“Over the desk please Ms West.” Ms Jones said with an alarming matter of factness. “And lets have that skirt up…”'Whaaa…?’ Simon thought to himself. But he daren’t let any emotion show. Except for the gradual stiffening in his trousers. Made even worse by the fact is appears Ms West has no knickers on.She is bent over in front of him. White seamed.