She once talked of getting a vibrator and he was dead set against it, "Decent people don't masturbate like friggin' animals!" he said, or having an op...n relationship where they each take on lovers "Decent people don't cheat on their loved ones!" he would sayOr, even hire another person to join in their sexual fun "What kind of people join in a married couples sex life for money, not decent people!" Naomi knew she was a closet nympho, but it didn't matter because John loved to fuck, that is. This is how it went the whole night, slowly getting fucked by my mother then sending pictures to Brent. That is how he made sure I was doing what he wanted since he didnt live there yet and our schedules for work were opposites and he couldnt fuck me daily himself. Plus he loved making me suffer, the toys were a form of torture, knowing I was getting fucked in front of everyone and being powerless to stop it is a greater torture than a whipping any day! For the next week things were about the. And tonight, after four years of that, something different happened. She came over with a bottle of rum and no chaser. I took some blankets with us and I laid them out in my back yard and built a fire. It was about midnight, we hardly said anything to each other the whole night. Taking shots laying there under the stars. Once the bottle was gone, I asked her if she wanted to go up to my room and she said ‘no, right here.’ Then she kissed me. Oh my god she really kissed me. Now she’s grabbing. .” she pleaded.I didn’t listen to her and instead, I started rubbing her pussy lips form behind. Mom couldn’t resist any longer and spread her legs again, giving me full access to her honey pot.I could feel the thin stubble as I smeared her pussy juices on her vaginal mound. I pinched her pussy lips, making her moan. I slid two fingers inside her at once and began fingering her pussy.Mom was also extremely horny. She unzipped my pant and took out my hard dick. She gently massaged it, often.