That was an unmistakeable invitation, even for me. Nevertheless I thought of what my mum was making for dinner on Thursdays before answering. Thursday...s had to be sausages so I said ok.Fot the rest of the afternoon I was trembling with anticipation and self doubt. Did I really read the situation right or was she just being friendly? I didn't want to make a fool of myself.This was in the days of women's liberation and radical feminism, remember. I would have been mortified to have been branded a. They feverishly mashed their groins together, the soaring feeling taking both to a high plane of ecstacy. So strong, so wonderful, she thought as her hands pulled and scratched at his back.When she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her. "Did you get off, Mom? Just like me?" She grinned up at him, and nodded "Yes darling, a nice big cum. Don't your little teeny boppers get off?" "None I ever fucked, Mom. They just lay there. Geez, I felt you squeezing my prick. It was neat. I always. Specksy was again vomiting so i didn't bother.things would have ended there, had i not stepped on phone body, cracking it. my rage returned. grabbing their hair, i dragged them into the house the way I'd seen dad drag aunt to bed after a good binge.specksy seemed to have passed out, but sexy was recovering. climbing on top, i bit her cheeks savagely, and then bit her lips in turn, drawing some blood. her eyes were wide in terror, which turned me on. i pushed my tongue into her mouth, caressing. “Mother” exclaimed her daughter “this sub training is going well”, trying to cover Rachel’s eyes from the sight of her boyfriend’s cock buried deep in Justine.“Mikey” shrieked Rachel “what are fuck are you doing to her - you haven’t fucked my arse in weeks”."Come and join us" suggested Sam in just his black tee shirt, cock moistened and ready.Molly helped her friend strip off down to black panties, with a very obvious circular bulge at the back, covering her fat butt plug that Mikey now insists.