She lightly bit her lip and nodded. The change from punching me to fucking me on the ride over here had been a pretty drastic shift. But we did manage...to get a good bit of talking done, so I hoped that she would continue to cope with the changes in our lives.“Okay then,” I pushed open the doors and we stepped inside.The first thing we saw was our mother, dressed in a purple baby-doll negligee, and bent over the kitchen counter. Behind her was Laura, wearing a black, cupless bustier, and ramming. I began to eat her out and it tasted so fucking good, I would've asked her how she liked it but she was 8" deep with my cock. I heard her say she was cumming but continued hard and strong with my tongue, I than felt myself and herself rease, my load went spewing into her mouth an she squirted straight onto mine, it was the coolest thing to feel any time. We sat back, but being a teenager, I got hard in less than 10 seconds. She noticed and decided that she wanted more in her pussy. She got up. She flicked her tongue across his head removing any pre cum that was being released. She then rolled her tongue around the edge of his knob before taking it in her mouth. He gently moved his hips in time with her head and they built up a good rhythm. As the rhythm speeded up his breathing got heavier and then he groaned and pushed forward. I watched as my wife swallowed every bit of cum that he released and when he pulled out she showed everyone her empty mouth. I asked her if she was ready and. They began twitching and Ma’s head tipped back, mouth open. Within a minute, her upper arms were quivering with effort and the muscles in Ma’s legs bunched up in time with her curling toes and her breathing became audible. Holy fuck! I wished I could see what I knew she was doing, rubbing it, maybe even pushing her fingers into it. Mother of God, Ma was whacking off, woman style.I pulled my cock out of my pants and started wanking it. Ma’s feet and legs were really twitching now. She was.