I started to orgasm, and I didn't stop until this whole experience was over. He was licking my clit while his friend was sucking on nipples. This was ...he orgasm that I've been holding out on for a week. Then I felt Lucas pick my ankles up and put my legs over his shoulders. It was in slow-motion for me. His friend backed away since I was lifted halfway up in the air. I was screaming and rubbing my clit especially. He fucked me harder than before, still calling me degrading names. After I calmed. ”“Like you got this afternoon?”“Honey, you were hard and hot, but you were not masturbating.”“Well if there was a keyhole, last night you could have seen me doing so too!”“Let’s not go there, that’s a little too intimate, even if you are nineteen. I am your mom. By the way, thanks for changing my sheets.”“I also did the linens in the laundry.”“Well that was real sweet of you!”“Mom, when I was in your room, I glanced at some of the pictures in ‘Playgirl’ – just for comparison sake – you know. The digital camera is the source of desire. The world wide web connects all of us. Any woman can be a dirty little slut in secret and go to church on Sunday morning, or take the dog for a walk, or go to work at an ordinary job, all the time knowing that she has exposed herself. My wife's response to the comments was visceral. I eased my fingers under her panties and worked my way down to her slit to find it dripping wet. We developed a routine of more pictures and she reveled in the knowledge. 'Come here', he growled and I turned to feel him grab my hair and force my head around, all the time keeping my eyes tightly closed, the smell of his cock with my secretions all over it brushed under my nose, I knew the drill and opened my mouth to feel his swelling fleshy pole ram deep into my tonsils, there was no mistaking the odor and stench of old semen as it thickly entered my throat and coated my tongue.His gasping alerted my sensitive hearing, this was one helluva fuck for him, cumming.