Bart has a nasty dirty mind and he loves to think of ways to have sex so we could get caught. Here he is excited and I am scared to death. The only go...d thing about this weekend was having sex with Peter. Normally sex with Peter is Wam-Bam, but with the way Bart was driving me crazy keeping me so fucking hot made sex with Peter wonderful.Bart had me to let him put in a camera in our bedroom so he could watch Peter and myself make love. I did not want it but he gave me no choice. Funny thing. She gave me a kiss. I could taste my cum. She opened her mouth showing me she still had a mouth full. Then she swallowed it. I had never kissed he after coming in her mouth before. It seemed so dirty, so kinky. I could feel myself getting hard again. She begged to be fucked. I got on top of her and put my semi hard cock in her cunt, she asked me to fuck her pussy with my cock and fuck her mouth with my tongue. I said, “You like being double dicked do you? You want to be spit roasted. My cock got instantly hard. I wanked while sniffing them and thinking about the night before.A few days went by and I listened every night but nothing. I couldn't get that night out of my head, I was like an addict looking for his next fix. I did start to see my mom in a completely different way after that night. I started to notice her body more, I even used to use her knickers to wank on. Then out of the blue when I wasn't expecting it I heard the noises agian. It never had the same impact as. It drew him closer, like a bee to a flower, and before he knew what was happening his tongue was parting her lips.Her grip on his hair grew stronger, as if she was afraid that he might escape from her grasp. She seethed with arousal as he explored her vulva, tracing the creases and folds of her organ with the tip of his tongue. He could feel her powerful muscles flexing beneath her fat as she squirmed, rolling her hips, grinding against his face as if seeking to drive him deeper. She was.