Hundreds of times, I jerked off imagining fuck with my own mother. She was a busty and beautiful mom. People regarded her as, “Yummy mummy”.Caref...lly, I laid her on the couch and pulled out her tights too. I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties either. I bent down and started sucking her cunt. It tasted salty.Suddenly, she jerked and in a very very low voice, which could not have been heard if the room would not have been so silent, she moaned. It was something like clearing her throat. For a. . Agghhhh!? Her tortured backside jerking across the harshly hewn wood, her head tilting downward as water streaks down from off her face, down off her naked body, off her bobbing breasts, the welts instantly rise across her heaving globes, taut nipples. ?Swish? Thwack!...... Swish? Thwack!? Another backhand, forehand as the supple crop flexes, springs across her jerking breasts yet again. ?Aaaggghhh!!? Head twisted against the post, legs jerking, back arching, another couple welts streak. I felt a warm breath on my inner thighs; somebody was picking up my tiny thong from my ankles. I closed my eyes in anticipation…I waited, but during some moments nothing happened.I hoped he had not gone away just with my thong as a trophy.But I then smiled as these warm fingers glided back over the cheeks of my bare ass and I felt my own cum running down my thighs.This time I felt two hands were spreading my butt cheeks.It was a wonderful massage, as I was being opened so easily.But suddenly. Only it was much more fantastic today because for one thing, today Wilson’s own dick was not in Sir’s hand but in Justin’s mouth.All 3 men were moaning in tandem as Sir Roth started steadily pumping and plowing Wilson’s ass with his dictator and dictating movements for all 3 of them. They moved in unison, the sounds of sucking and fucking, filling the entire room. Wilson felt like, he was being lost in the whirlpool of sexual joy. It was almost as Sir Roth’s cock was an extension of his,.