Brian one of our friends had brought it up again, “Maybe it’s…….” as if they spoke in one voice, all the girls stopped him. “Come on Brian... we are getting bored of that, it’s probably not true”Then Sal, a tall slim redhead spoke out, “Hey guys, what if it was one of our mothers?”, there was a silence for a few seconds, the whole group trying to imagine one of their mothers as a cam model.“Yeah Brian” Amy spoke first, “What about your mom, where does she get to when nobody is looking?”. Everyone. She was moving her hips meeting each of my thrusts, a huge smile on her face. Neither of us said a word. I fucked her like that for a good 10 minuets before my dick exploded in her I kept pumping my cum into her, so much so that it was starting to leak out even as I kept pumping it into her. I don't know how many times I shot into her maybe 5 or 6 but it definitely was one if not the best climaxes I've ever had.I rolled off of mom on to my back, almost out of breath, she was the first to speak. I was sure she can feel my erect dick over my track pants. I could smell her hair and could see my warm breath over on her shoulder was already giving her goose bumps. “Sonali, please allow me one kiss.”“No sir, please.”“I promise just one. Just a small one. Please Sonali, please don’t disappoint me.” I decided to take my lips near her and see if she responds.I gently brushed my lips over her upper lips. She was silent. She did not move. I placed my lips on her and give a small peck. I slowly. Oh my goodness, Diary, did that ever feel good. Before I knew it I was making a lot of noise. Then Ms. Lincoln asked me to do the same thing to her. I guess I must be a fast learner because she was moaning and groaning in no time at all. After we finished I looked at my watch and realised I was going to be really late for Ms. Loam's history class. Ms Lincoln told me not to worry. She would take care of it seeing as Ms Loam was a rug muncher too. I'm not sure what that means, Diary, but as long.