Danny watched his wife orgasm at the hands of another man. He looked away as she kissed him. He did not want to see her showering him with kisses but...he did look back again to see her holding his hand and sucking his fingers. Claire was cleaning the fingers that had brought her orgasm. Danny looked away again as his erection became even more painful. He heard the sound of a zipper and he found himself looking up at the mirror again, Claire was taking out Joe’s erect cock. He watched her kiss. " Just a moment, Young Man," she said forcefully, purposefully digging her fingernails into his rigid cock."Ouch, Mom, you're hurting me," he yelped."You have to remember that I am your mother," she cautioned him, digging her nails into his hardened manhood even harder."And I still make the rules, to include when and where we will make love. Do you understand?" Ow, Yes, Oh, Mommy, you're hurting me," he whimpered."Okay, as long as you remember that I am your mother," she scolded him, slowly. She mounted me…did those words truly fit? Would those be the right terms? At first, at least, she didn’t allow for penetration. Her pussy lay along my cock, and she readily shivered as she rubbed it along my length… She demanded control, and proudly announced her wetness to the silence of the room. Her body convulsed and shook as she continued to grind her warmth and wetness into me…but then, all too soon, she was climbing off. As she climbed off, she spread her legs wide and fingered her pussy. "What game are you playing with me, David? You spy on me for four months straight and tell me that you wanna be with me. Now what? Are you just going cold turkey?" I observed him out there for a few minutes, and then, due to the summer heat, he took off his shirt. My eyes immediately widened. "Fuck, you do have that chest and stomach working for you, I'll give you that." I continued to watch him for a couple of minutes, and then my teeth bit down firmly on my bottom lip. My slit became wet as.