"If you don't mind me saying something about that, I would like to say how I feel about it," Lucy said."That's why you are here," Lucy, "this is a thr...e way discussion and your views are important." I have made it plain that I am attracted to your mum, but it is not just sexual. I have a feeling that we are going to be very close and that I will love her dearly. Should the right man come along though; I would want you to find happiness with him. If that meant breaking off our intimacy, for want. I felt two of her fingers slide either side of mine and then move up and grasp my hand, “fingering your mother’s ass... you dirty little pervert!” Her hand gripped mine tightly and began to thrust my finger in and out of my mother’s tight rear hole rapidly and without any mercy. I saw my mother’s cunt shudder and open and close rapidly above me and a new flow of juices run out of it, dripping from her lips onto my face. A drop splashed in my eye and stung sorely but I didn’t care and just. The way they see it, my slutty white wife and I would have ended up like this sooner or later even if he hadn’t come around and properly motivated us. Even before I was forced to take a job working in a factory along side blacks and latinos, a job I considered beneath me due to the bad economy, I had let my wife get away with having a couple of affairs behind my back. These days, I can even admit to having been turned on by those affairs subconsciously and thus became much more attentive to my. The cast seemed much more out of place here than in the hospital. The people walking along the sidewalk were staring at her as if they had seen a ship in the desert. Feeling their unhealthy interest, she tried to move faster. I stepped up behind her, fearing that she may trip. As she reached the entrance, she stopped and looked back over her shoulder. “Are you coming with me?” she asked. There was something that puzzled me. She looked confused and slightly scared, which wasn’t typical of her..