She turned around and tapped my nose with her finger. Her breasts were poking out of her dress, her stiff nipples pointing at me."No buts, just go and...do it. And remember if you don't want to be grounded for that fight you better help me around the house while you are home."I grinned and dropped my underwear and pants to the ground. But I didn't leave. I pulled mum close and pulled her panties to one side. She looked down as my cock went from soft to hard faster than a Ferrari. I pushed back. John took betty's hand an put it on his raging cock. Betty closed he fingers round the shaft and almost immediately she was wanking him off.Mean while Angela was fiddling with the fastening on Betty's skirt and letting it drop to the floor. Betty was wearing white cotton granny knickers. They wer soaking at the front just where her pussy was. Angela palmed the pussy before sliding the leg band aside to reveal a hairy pussy. Angela found Betty's clit and started to massahe it in circular. He and grandad were enraged. Cursing and threatening the black priest as he laughed evilly and gave mom a hard kiss on the mouth."You dirty whore. How could you do this to my son? All of you, dirty women, crave a black cock, don't you?" spewed grandad at mom who ran away from the room.The other men of the village in the cell with dad and grandad began to llok at dad differently. It was a look of pity and mockery, how a black man from the enemy country has taken mom from him in his own house and. ”“How so?” I asked. This was the first hint I’d have that there was any marital discord between them. And they had only been married a couple of years.“I just want more. I want the things that I can’t do with Josh.”“Have you talked it over with Josh?”“Yes. We’re pretty open about sex. That’s not a problem. The weird thing is that he suggested I might want to sleep with another guy once in a while.”“Does he want to sleep with other women?” I asked.“No. He says he’s satisfied, but he wants me to.