His well-muscled body was shining with sweat, and his coarse, heavy hands gripped my wife’s hips as he kept pounding her cunt with a pile-driving st...oke. This was too good to be true. My wife and I loved doing three-ways and cuckolding scenes, but we usually surfed the personal ads and arranged our fun in advance, and with consent. This was something brand-new. She was getting some cock on the side, and in a totally spontaneous and unplanned scene. I quickly shucked out of my pants, kneeling. More wont make a difference. Besides, I dont think I want to stop until my body gives out. I dont think Rose realised that I was watching. She probably thought that I had just gone home. I wasnt about to spoil the show to come by letting her know that I was watching. The van driver got on his radio and called for help. Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the door. I ducked behind some boxes and watched two more van drivers and a security officer walk by, the security officer leading a German. .“Stand up” I said. I wasn’t surprised when she immediately stood at attention, her tiny tits bouncing slightly as she did. She had an amazing thigh gap and her wet panties left little to the imagination, but I didn’t have to settle for imagination anymore. “Turn around, and take a step to your left.” She was now facing the couch. “Without bending your legs, bend over and put your face into that wet spot you made on the couch. Turn your head to one side so you can breath.”She did exactly as I. I put the strawberry between my lips and brought them close to hers. We shared the juices of the strawberry as we kissed, our tongues twirling with the other's. We passionately kissed for a few minutes till the strawberry dissipated completely, the juices shared by mother and son. The same fate met the other strawberry.Then, mom directed me to lick the whipped cream off her breasts one by one. I was so turned by then by the kissing that I hurriedly pounced on my mom's breasts quickly licking.