” Barb’s arm had snaked around him and she was rubbing her breast against him while she spoke. “Katherine, do you mind if we borrow Tim for a li...tle bit?” she asked even as her fingers began pulling his shirt from his pants.Tim looked at me excitedly and I could see his cock pushing hard in his pants, wanting free. I had a moment of jealousy. Tim was my husband; the man that had only ever fucked me in missionary position and now he wanted me to let him go with two women. I looked back at the. Mr. Smith then told me to get up when I stood a long string of pre cum from my dick to his leg! " boi go help Tony out of his pants he looks to be a bit uncomfortable" I walked over to him and dropped to my knees undoing his belt and zipper I pulled his pants down leaving his boxers on my mouth was watering as I looked at the tent in his boxers I put my fingers in the waste band and pulled them down his hard cock slapped my face. It was a beautiful cock! I reached up to stroke it but Mr. Smith. "Sure," I said, tucking my erection up under my waistband and taking a seat at my desk.The door eased open slowly. Mom stuck her head in, smiled awkwardly, chuckled, then drifted the rest of the way into my room.As was apparently always the case now, she looked good enough to eat. And then some. She wore a pair of blue socks with fuzzy pink trim, pink panties, and a skimpy blue camisole with pink ribbons at the center and the corners of the two flimsy panels. It didn't even reach her hips. In. But for some reason though last few months shes been getting distant, and i tried to talk to her about it but she just yelled at me with some bs argument. She also keeps going out with her friends several times a week and coming home at like 2 am hammered as fuk and just crashing on the couch.Well some time ago some serious shiit went down, i was coming home from work and i was about to enter the house when i heard noises inside of somebody screaming, i quickly walk over to the living room.