Fortunately, one of her friends caught me. She helped me to the couch, where I literally collapsed.As I was falling asleep, the three women were a flu...ry of activity. Dottie and Antoinette were so hot, they just HAD to see what went on in there. They put Hilda on top of this high marble round table. Obligingly, Hilda put her legs up on the edge of the table, affording them a perfect view. What a sight to see two mature society sirens with their coiffed heads within inches of their friend's. And my special moments with Matt never clouded my judgment when it came to typical parenting duties.I found Matt back in his room, listening to his iPod. “Hey, what’s up with that mess down in the kitchen?” I asked, remembering how upset I had been to come home to it. I made sure to speak loudly so he could hear me over the infernal punk rock tunes my husband and I had the misfortune to have introduced him to at a very young age.Matt, too, acted as if our recent encounter had not taken place.. Gina could barely breathe with my vice-like grip on her breast and all she could think about was the terror and pain of that first painful thrust from my enormous rod. I began to rub and play with her clit as I bent over her and sucked on her nipples – first one, then the other. I made circular motions with my tongue all along the outside of her left nipple and then took the entire nipple in my mouth and sucked hard. Gina suddenly felt a tingle along her spine and warm sensation growing in her. For a second, Donna wondered how many other girls (or women) Matt had done this to. A pang of jealousy stabbed through her for an instant at the thought, then it faded as she felt the pleasure intensifying in her pussy. Soon, she was writhing in total sexual abandon, grinding her cunt up at Matt's probing fingers like the cock-hungry whore she was."Unnnnhhhhh, Matt! Yessss, baby!" she moaned, "MY GOD, YESSSS!"Matt gave a low lusty groan. More than anything in the world he wanted to rip off his.