I sensed Carla standing close behind me, then moaned around Mom's nipple as my lover caressed my ass, her fingers slipping between my legs to graze th... moist flesh there. Suddenly Carla grasped a handful of my hair and pulled me away from Mom's breasts, turning me around to face her. I gasped. She was wearing her black strap-on cock, attached around her waist with a leather harness. Oh, God... was she really going to use that on me in front of my mother? One hand on my shoulder, Carla. If a man is strong, his cock is nice and if he fuck nicely women themselves come to him for fuck…my husband must be good that’s why ladies come to him. I dont mind. “Babu knew more.“ maalkin, I dont know how you say that he is good, but he is not good in fucking also. ““ how you know” I asked and moved my legs towards his cock.“ because about two months before your marriage, one afternoon I saw him with his mother. I heard him telling that he can’t satisfy any women, he can’t stay tight in cunt. They drive off and he starts by gagging her and then injecting her with a d**g, which puts her into a delirious state of mind, and then abuses her sexually as well as inflicting severe and sadistic punishment on her helpless body.She is wheeled into the back of the sanatorium, still d**gged, sedated, and restrained by tie wraps, and left in a small anti-room, where she is discovered by a couple of janitors.Of course these men think all their Christmases have come together as they enjoy the. Then the body that was attached to that handmoved closer to me and we spooned. I felt his penis touching the outerlips of my vagina. It didn't bother me that I had a vagina. In factkeeping it there only made me wetter and more willing to let this loverinto me. I turned over to see who my lover was, making sure my assrubbed that love rod. It was a younger version of Art who was smiling atme."Why? How?" was all I could say as I put my arms around his neck andpulled him down to me to be.