I look back and forth between the two of them, just grinning.Mrs. Clark disappears into the house, and return in a few minutes now clad in a flowing b...thing suite, and a tray with lemonade. As we all begin to sip our drinks, the conversation continues, mostly just chit chat. Mrs. Clark is slightly rubbing her fingers up and down her belly, which was kinda of making me a bit nervous. Suddenly Mrs. Clark just pipes up with, “So Mark, how does your young friend here measure up”? Mark responds. He Straddles her face She grabbed his cock and sucked him. I got between her legs and eats her cunt. She gets wet so fucking wet. My face gets soaked and so does my pussy. I get up and tell billy “to go fuck your mother”. And I sit on moms face. As she licks my clit and I pinch my nipples with one hand and finger my asshole with the other . I move pull my finger out of my asshole and tell mom lick my asshole. She fucks my asshole with her tongue.” Mommy you fucking whore EAT MY ASSHOLE”!. After a couple of hours I told Ron to come to my place for some coffee, as he should not drive. He agreed that the coffee, walk and fresh air would do him good.We entered the apartment, after turning on the lights, I ushered Ron to the sofa. Then I turned on the television and got us a couple of beers.Ron took his beer and said, "What about the coffee?" Then he reasoned that the beer taste good and that we could have coffee later.I excused myself, went to the bedroom, and got a porno tape and. All he wanted was to get his billfold back and forget this night ever happened. Approaching the old phone booth, he looked around carefully but saw no one. He opened the door and stepped inside. The neon lights overhead buzzed and flickered occasionally. Cigarette butts lined the floor and half the wires to the phone had been cut or vandalized. This was a side of town with a nasty reputation. Over the years, this part of town had fallen prey to drug dealers, roaming gangs, pimps and.