I licked the spunk out of her while she kneaded my tits. She rubbed my cum into my boobs like it were a moisturizing lotion. I loved the feel, my cunt...clenching, this heat rippling through my body.My tongue thrust into her twat. I swirled around in her, loving the way she shuddered. She squirmed on my face, grinding her bald muff across my hungry mouth. I loved the taste of her. This was incredible.“Oh, Mommy!” she purred. “Will you look at this.”She squeezed my tits around a fleshy shaft. It. "Well fuck!" came a gruff male voice, and I turned to see the formerJane Rogers, also wearing jeans and a T-shirt, although this wasstretched over a very buff-looking torso."Guess I must work out," he said, flexing an impressive bicep. Markwatched him open-mouthed, her eyes popping."So I guess it's Helen Lester and Carl Kerry now," I said, reading thesecurity passes they wore on chains around their necks."I guess so," said Carl, grinning at Helen who was still staring at him.She looked away,. Mom locked her gaze with mine and smiled; not a mother's smile or a friendly smile, but a lovers smile. "Fuck me Jake!" she growled seductively at me."Anything for you Mom." I replied in earnest as she used her hand to guide me into her hot wet pussy.We went wild as we fucked; trying to tear each other’s cloths off. We grunted and screamed at each other in totally unreserved lust as I pounded my Mom's pussy harder than I thought I could.I could feel myself tapping her cervix with almost every. I was not sexually satisfied, but I never thought about it much. Sex just wasn't a huge priority in my life. I felt sex was a duty I fulfilled for my husband. I seldom climaxed. When I felt the need, once or twice a month, I would quietly masturbate while I was alone. This all changed when, at my husband's urging, I allowed Oscar dress me in a very revealing outfit and take me to a club at a local hotel where he sent me to dance with other men. I was instructed to give my dance partners 'full.