I nodded my head in a way that I was calling her close, she had a glance at my brother and then came close, and while coming close she grabbed my ball... down my cock and gave a firm squash there. Ufff my whole body jerked when she did that, and all this in front of her husband. Uff this is so exciting. I positioned her between me and my brother, she was facing my brother and from the back I grabbed both of her ass cheek with my hands, I lifted her skirt and down below there was the tight short. I played with mom's cunt a little more and placed my cock head right by her hole so that I could spew right into it, then I stroked myself and my cock head was touching her pink lips. I pushed the head into her a little. I pushed it in a little more. Mom moaned that it felt good. I pushed a little more, my cock head was now inside mom's pussy. Her pussy was was hot and wet, her bush was all natural and dark. I pushed my cock all the way in now. Mom let out a low moan as I started to push in. The hours seemed like days in the silent heat of her little studio apartment, with her laptop as her only companion. The apartment block was in an extremely cheap part of town and had no Internet access, so even that was small comfort. After all, there was only so much Minesweeper one could play, so many stories one could write, and so many idle drawings one could create in Microsoft Paint. She wished that she had downloaded some e-books, but she had never been able to afford them. Before, she. And, for one hour a week, I really was a whore, servicing Mr Foster in exchange for the one hundred pounds he placed into my account every seven days. As he had told me, Mr Foster managed to hold out much longer after that first, rather quick, climax of our relationship and I got to rather enjoy our time together. Clearly, we'd have both preferred some variety in the positions we fornicated in, but that was just not possible. It just had to be done with him laying on his back while I straddled.