.. down there? What you call it? Because you won’t have a rose,” he asked nodding to Jo’s crotch. “When Auntie Bet needs it, I have a special ...ay of doing it for her. She loves it.” Jo frowned and walked thoughtfully to the clothes cupboard. He reckoned she was thinking and in turn worried that he had gone too far. But no - Jo turned and spoke. “Well if you have a special way. Can I see? I call it my front bottom,” she giggled. Ed’s mind sizzled. God – he loved her throaty giggles. Why was he. She made some unusual sounds and asked me to do like that as she was enjoying.We did it for 30 minutes and the time came again to shoot my cum, my balls had cooked and ready to shoot, but not before she came and now it was easier for me to put in and out her pussy. Then I shot my juice in hers. I got my dick out and She kissed me and I hugged her tightly and slept with her under one bed sheet only, I was squeezing her boobs in between and caught them tightly and went into deep sleep, after an. Now I could watch and feel from two different angles how my mom was grinding my cock which sent me into and orgasm and filling my g-string with my hot cum. When mom had noticed this, she stopped and asked how she did with lustful smile.“Great mom. That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen!” I replied while I caught my breath.“Thank you sweet heart, but now it’s your turn.” She purred with a smile as she pulled on her nipples.Without being told twice, I got up and walked to the cd player to. You can’t go around opening your twat to everything in pants like the slut you are.” “Yes Master, I won’t do it again. I promise.” Even though the pain in my ass was appalling, my cunt was flowing as the juices of arousal leaked down my legs. An orgasm overtook my desecrated body and I could hardly keep my position on my hands and knees. Ben put down his instrument of pain and moved behind me. He scooped up some of my juices and lubricated my puckering asshole with his hand. I could painfully.