The slow progress with the combination of Barb's flatulence and smell finally overpowered my desire to continue. I moved off and went to clean myself ...p. Barb just laid on the bed. When I returned Barb had composed herself and we ended up just laying on my bed. Finally, Barb talked about our failed experiment. She confessed to having anal sex before but not with someone as thick as I was. Anal sex wasn't her favorite but sensed I wanted to do it. Barb seemed to be upset and I quickly reassured. Shewas playing the dutiful mother, the one who disciplined her kid when shewas out of line, but it still pissed me off. Mrs. Feinstein watched Eve-a silent but ever-present teacher. Despite my anger, I understood thatMrs. Feinstein was acting as a reference, a person who would speak toEve and Greg's parenting or lack thereof.I rolled my eyes. "And where exactly would I keep a phone in this dressyou made me wear?"My eyes steered toward Mrs. Feinstein, expecting the woman's gaze, withthick frames. She opens her legs like she always does when she gets sexually excited, and a hand seeks her pussy. Alex’s fingers squeezed my mound.Alex stopped sucking her tit and looked up at her. “Jeez, Mom, you’re awful wet down there.”Cheryl was not going to deny it and thought this would be a good time to teach her son a little about a woman’s body, “Yes, Honey, I am very wet. Do you know why I am wet down there?”The answer was right on the tip of Alex’s tongue, “Because you like what we are doing and. I peered into the gap in door to see who it was he was 'doing'. I saw long curly locks and knew right away it was Brittany, the receptionist. I was surprised at what happened next. Andrew slipped his wet, dripping cock out of Brittanys bright pink pussy. His cock was a minimum 9 inches. I had the sudden urge to have him inside of me that instant. I lifted up my skirt and began pounding my pussy. I heard ruffling in the office and quickly stopped and straightened up. What the hell was I doing. I.