Did my mom actually get excited thinking about me spanking her own pussy? Did that taboo really get her off? I really don't know what I was thinking, ...r if I even controlled my own actions at this point, but with my fingers still rubbing my little puss, I emerged from the closet door. Mom, her face buried inside Jillian's thighs didn't see me, but Jillian stared up with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. We stared at each other for a moment, then she looked down and saw where my hand was and smiled.. He leaned in to smell her hair. It was intoxicating. He wanted to taste her, touch her, feel her in his arms. He left a trail of small kisses along her shoulder, to her neck, and buried his face there. Kissing and nuzzling her neck he said, Youre incredible. Umm. was her response. She arched her back and the electric skin of her beautiful ass brushed his reemerging tool. She could feel him growing hard again and said Youre going to ruin me. Isnt that my job? was his response. Yes. she hissed. “Oh its ok” I replied, “I am gay so it doesn’t really matter” I said without even thinking but it seemed to do the trick, “Oh!!” she said looking down at my boner again which seemed to have got even stiffer in anticipation of Kelly undoing her dress.She stood up and started to undo the buttons, “Do you mind if I watch?” I asked as her bra came into view, “I guess it’s ok Frank” she replied as the last button came undone and she actually went a step further and removed it completely, “WOW!” I. I pulled my cock back into my booth and signalled him to put his cock through which he did. I licked his knob as I stroked his shaft and it didn’t take long before he was cumming over my face. I cleaned myself up and left. I have returned to the booths several times since. Sometimes there is action, sometimes there isn’t but it is the excitement of not knowing what is going to happenIn 2009 I saw a bi sexual club advertised in London near to where I lived and it claimed to have a gloryhole. I.