His voice sounded hoarse.I felt like running downstairs to give him shit for acting like an idiot. I returned to my room pissed off with my drunken fa...her. The loud rock music ceased for a half hour and I couldn’t hear a fucking thing coming from downstairs. My bedroom door was wide open.“Should I go downstairs and see what the hell he’s doing?” I asked myself wondering if he had passed out on the floor or sofa.My foot touched the top stair and I had to lean to the side grabbing the banister. " So right there I stopped working and told your hubby I just have to sit down for a minute to process this. It's got me so fucking hot I can't even think straight. You had walked into the room at just that moment when I got up and my hard on was clearly visible. I turned around quick to hide it, but you saw it. I had worked my way to the table to sit and hide my hard on, hubby sat next to me and you brought some coffee over. I didn't know what to say, I knew what you did, what you had wanted.. .. not yet. If Tommy were fucking her recklessly in the long-cock position, he could cause a great deal of pain. But he was careful and gentle. Maybe he would give Mitzi the same kind of pleasure at the next swap.Rita glanced at the clock and said, "Time!"When Tommy had brought his mother's legs back down and slowly withdrawn his cock, he bent and kissed her, and then went to Mitzi.Bill came to Rita. "Like to go doggy-style?" I'd love it," Rita said, bringing her legs together and rolling over. "I'm done so I was thinking I'd like to take a shower. Would you like to join me, Connie?"Connie blushed and looked away for a moment. Then she glanced back at Charles. Charles just kept on smiling at her."Umm..." Connie murmured thoughtfully, glancing back at Melissa, who was still waiting for Connie's reply."Connie thinks it's a great idea, sis," Charles stated, speaking for Connie, "but she's a little shy, especially when she's around me, so you have to go easy on her. Why don't you wait for.