“Ride me like the cheating slut I am!” She shouted. WOW, that is going to sound great on video. I grabbed her hips and plunged my cock deep into h...r. Her head flung back as she let out a primal scream. As I laid into her the screams became more and more a****listic. Yes, almost monkey like :p I could feel the twitching in my cock become more and more intense. She was soon going to be milking me dry.I drilled deep into her one last time and grabbed her long black hair, pulling her head back as I. N..nothing dear" she stammered "come on lets get you back to bed"As we walked i couldn't get the image of her wet glistening breasts out of my head and i felt my dick starting to grow hard.I quickly jumped into bed hoping my mum wouldn't notice and when she kissed me on the head goodnight and left i thought i was in the clear.That night i didn't really sleep, i just couldn't get the images out of my head so most of that night i spent wanking off to my mum and imagining her a she sucked my dick. Than on the way to the house we'd stop and visit his other sister, Norma and her husband, Billy. Now, I liked Billy when he was home. He was a good old boy, loved to tell stories, and I could tell he really liked me. I kept thinking someday, Baby, I'm gonna have you. That's another story. "God, Flossie, you don't drive a car you aim it," he muttered in a half-drunken stupor. All I could think was, oh no, here we go. Hopefully, Dean would still be home when we got there, but as I. My eyes opened wide as I realized they were going to take my temperature rectally! Then I felt Barry's fingers, covered with some kind of lubricant, softly painting my shell pink asshole, preparing it for the penetration that was to come."If you could lower your chest a bit young lady, it'll go in easier." Barry offered. I did as he asked lowering my chest until my nipples were touching the white paper covering. I was mortified to realize what a ludicrous picture I now was presenting to these.