I pictured her with a thick, black bush that pressed around my mom's hungry mouth. My futa-dick swelled hard in my panties, growing uncomfortable as I...listened to the sex.Ms. Petrov kept moaning. She sounded like she was building towards an orgasm. I bit my lip, my cheeks burning. I pressed my ear as tight against the door as I could, straining to hear my mom's actual licking.To hear her making another woman cum.“You dirty slut,” groaned Ms. Petrov. “Yes, yes, you know just how to make me cum.. .youll tell me..if I do something wrong..right? She said as she lightly began to stroke my dick, her touch soft as ever, as if she was afraid of breaking my dick. Uh huh. Was all I could say, as I thought of mainting my balance and not falling on top of her. You can hold me a little harder. I whispered, and her grip tightened a bit. She brought her face closer to my dick, and I felt her hot breath on the tip. I knew she wasnt deliberately holding back but I couldnt wait. I moved my hips a. "Is that they consider one woman can accommodate two men and on a quick count I would say that this party has got the right balance; anyway let's do a wander and get into conversation with as many women as we can for if the numbers are correct there will be a woman that we can service", he concluded as he moved towards a couple of women who were, like he was, checking out what was available.Barry didn't follow for he had observed a woman sitting by herself just under a tree so he headed in that. I stripped down, and stepped into the steamy fog and began to wash myself. Our shower has a full-length mirror on one side, and as I watched the water bead and run down my body, I imagined Zac behind me, holding my boobs and fucking me from behind and I began to rub my pussy. As my imagination became more vivid, I began to squeeze my left boob and rub myself until I came, my juices washing away down the drain.I finished washing myself and stepped out of the shower, wrapping my hair up in a.