..belongs to ME" as Margie felt him slam his steel pole deep into her body."Yours...yours" Margie cried back to her pummeling son. "All yours. Just do...'t stop FUCKING meeeeeeeeeee."She almost screamed in disappointment when she felt that huge hunk of meat pulled out of her. Then, her wrists snapped free, and powerful arms literally lifted her like a rag doll and rolled her to her hands and knees.The fact he could take her body so effortlessly sent a surge through her. She knew, now, she would. Drunk with perverse desire, she began sucking me off as if she had been poisoned and my cum was the antidote. Unlike before, when we were outside, she was putting true skill into her work. She would slobber on my cock as if she were trying to put out a fire, then suck off the saliva and pour it on again. Using the wetness as lubricant, she would work the shaft with her hand while rolling the head around in her mouth, always with the beautiful sound of sloppy suction. But still, it wasn’t. “Is Elizabeth with you?”“Yeah, Mom,” she said leaning over my shoulder again.“OPEN THIS DOOR, NOW!”Very casually, my sister went over and opened the door letting our mother in.As she walked in, she looked around, and then said, “Your Aunt Grace told me that Betty threatened Shirley with a knife. Is this true?”“Why would my sister threaten anybody with a knife ... I believe she can kill with her bare hands,” I said, causing Betty to laugh much too obviously.“Well, they both are a bit,. . most of these women are married” she thought to herself.Listening to the sex next door had an effect on Grace. She found herself waiting for the sex to start, and then listening intently. By the third night, Grace was slipping her fingers down into her skimpy panties to play with her own pussy whilst trying to picture what was happening next door.On the fifth night whilst she was waiting, she turned on the tv and the DVD player. It started to play - and it was hardcore porn movie that burst.