It might have been less than a minute or it might have been much longer, I couldn't tell. I knew I was forcing myself to breathe evenly, steady my ner...es, and be alert. I might only get one chance.It's strange what goes through your mind when you are under extreme stress. Logic was asking me if he might have body armor. If so, did I have to risk a head shot? Would he have a silencer? It reduced muzzle velocity and altered accuracy. Intermixed with these questions I wondered what Natasha had. I called David, making sure that everything was just right. He was to sneak into the house through the side door, which I had left unlocked, before midnight and wait in the guest room. Thirty minutes later, Anita came out of the bathroom wearing a very sheer black thong and just a robe over it. She looked hot, standing ob high heels. I guided her to the bedroom, where I had set some toys, ropes, candles and a suitable blindfold for my loving wife’s eyes…I covered her eyes with a silk scarf and. Don’t move bookmarks, try to leave an obvious hole, and don’t put them back. Let’s use my bedroom computer desk for the return cart.”She spoke about looking at his bookshelves, and he planned for a reading blitz.When he was done with the dishes, he brought her The Joy of Sex.“A lot of stuff in that,” he said. “Some, I don’t want, but I doubt you would, either. Two sets of pictures; the ones in back are classical Oriental, and not necessarily realistic.”So, naturally, she looked at the ones in. Then girls gave me sign to go all the way. I pushed all of my cock in Mom's pussy. She felt my body as I lower my body on her and started to massage her boobs. She asked who is fucking me? There is guy fucking me who is he tell me? No one was speaking any thing. I got all my body on her body and grinding my palvice on her pussy my cock was hard was going in and out fast. Mom cum third time and her body was jerking.Mom was saying who is there who is fucking me please any one tell me. I want.