He was moaning with pleasure. There eyes met; she tried to make a lewd gesture by raising her eyebrows, then turned her gaze back to his raging hard o.... Her tongue swirled over the purple head making it wet with her saliva. Then she took his meat inside her hungry mouth."Mmmmmmmmm..." She moaned as her son's dick stuffed her mouth.She also heard her boy moan, but didn't turned to look at him. Kevin's body was effortlessly gliding in a world of amorous pleasure. His cock between her mother's. I wondered how long he could keep it up.Several times, in making my rounds, I ran into Mrs. Wade sitting at one of the restaurants, usually the coffee shop, having a cappuccino or similar drink, watching people as if she was having fun. I always stopped for a minute or two to talk with her. She was very pleasant and seemed unusually bright. Well, perhaps my expectations were too low for a blonde. I know I respected most women for their minds as well as their bodies.As time progressed, James. Ann and my Dad were cowering against the far wall."Randal wait!" Ann pleaded."Son you don't understand..." my Dad started, his forehead bleeding from the encounter with the Playskool desk.I racked the slide on the .45 pistol and pointed it at my Dad. I heard a noise and looked down to see him pissing on himself."NO! Randal! NO!" screamed Ann.I whipped the gun in her direction, then in my father's direction, back and forth, my mind a fog. I started to squeeze the trigger, but at the last second. Suma started to feel the love and also responding to my moves.Our hands started to move over each other’s body and exploring more. My fingers moved towards her blouse hooks and opened one by one. I removed her blouse and cupped her both melons in my hands. It was an amazing feeling. I couldn’t control now. I grabbed her and hide my face between those soft melons.I took her nipple between my lips and started to suck her hard. My other hand was rubbing her boobs and feeling the warmth of her bare.