He pushes back in slowly."There, is that any better?" He asks."Ah, a bit," I whine. He starts moving slowly, in and out."Tell me whore, have you ever ...ad a cock up your ass before?" he asks. I shake my head."No, Master. Just fingers and a toy, but never a real cock," I admit quietly."Oh? I'm surprised, I assumed that a slut like you would've gotten all her holes fucked loose by now. But then again, I'm happy to know that I'm popping your anal cherry," he grins.I'm slowly able to relax as my. Gonna give the boys a real mouthful!"With that, his cock started to twitch and quiver and soon he was filling his wife, our mom's pussy with his sticky, slick love juice, spurting and squirting streams of slimy spunk up inside her until he was spent. He slid out and stood back from the dinner table where our mom still lay with open legs, naked breasts and a warm, inviting smile."OK, sons, cream pie is served," she said.Instantly, we all three crowded around the table and dropped to our knees in. The river was a clear spring fed stream flowing between some low hills. The water flowed up against a rock bluff and formed a swimming hole with a gravel beach that we used all summer. There were ten or twelve in the group, mostly couples but with a couple of single guys along too. The plan was to stay all day and have a cook out on the banks of the river that evening. We ran out of the type of soda that Lexi preferred and she wanted me to drive back to get her some while she stayed at the. I turned on the mobile over their heads.Birdies gently lit up and started rotating over their heads as a music-box version of “Mr. Bad Example“ began to play. I picked him up and held him for a few moments. When it looked like he was about to start fussing, I put him back down with his brother, and he stopped. I figured Vincenzo would probably do the same, so I just gently tickled his little tummy a bit.My mind drifted back to the idea that Lucinda had something evil planned for them and my.