The scene that was playing out right in front of him was something he never could have even dreamed about. The fantasy of watching his mother and Bri...tney was never thought of. Joey kept stroking his dick, at times even letting go to keep himself from coming. He had a front row seat to the woman eating each other's pussy, trying desperately to make each other come. His mother's tongue was on Britt's clit as she alternated between tongue-fucking her and licking her clit with Britt returning. Once they left, Lisa pulled me up to the bedroom, "We need to talk."I followed her up and sat on the bed while she closed the door and sat down beside me. "What happened here while we were gone?"I looked her straight in the eye and told her that her mother was some sort of nymphomaniac. Lisa looked back, more confused than before. "So Jake and her did it in the pantry?" Yes, but there's more." I paused. "She did me first in the pantry. I couldn't help myself. I have always wondered what those. "I want you to call at least twice a day," said Jenna, continuing on her rant."Jenna, I probably won't have that much time." Please," whined Jenna. "I already miss you." Fine, I will try to call you at least twice a day," I said angrily."I do love you," said Jenna."Yeah," I said. "I will talk to you later."I clicked the 'end' button on the phone before she had a chance to reply."Since when did she get so damned possessive?" I whispered to myself as I climbed into my rental car.The directions I. You quickly realize that a romance novel might not have been a good choice in your current state of arousal. Your eyes flicker back and forth over a passage describing the affair of a housewife. You can feel an inferno building between your legs as you begin to over saturate. You down the rest of your glass of wine before hiking your dress up around your waist as you fear that it will get a wet spot on it when your juices begin to boil over. As you place the book on the bed you reach your right.