” I did as he advised and I heard Jane moan with satisfaction. This went on for a couple of minutes or so and then I felt her muscles grip my finger..., one of her hands came down and pushed my fingers tight onto her cunt and rubbed it hard. “Yes, yes, yes” she kept saying “Oh my God you beautiful boy, that’s right keep rubbing” I could feel the muscles squeezing my fingers and the one that was up her bum. Then she held my hand still “Wait, stop rubbing” she said. “You little angel you have made. “I spilt juice down them, so I told John to take them off so I could wash them”As her Mom bent over to pick up the jeans Sarah was presented with a view of her naked bottom and as her Mom bent further over a view of her pussy. A pussy she realised that had a just fucked look to it, in fact a pussy that was leaking cum.‘My god’ Sarah thought ‘Mom and John have just fucked.’ She couldn’t believe it, but the evidence was right before her eyes. She wondered how and when they had started and most of. "No trouble, Andrew," said Nigel. "I still owe you for that fresh stewardess on the flight over."I felt Andrew's cock push against my arse. My hole was too tight for the head of his cock but he pushed with all his weight and forced it inside. I couldn't help but cry out in pain, only just managing to avoid biting down on Nigel's thrusting cock. Nigel held my head tight in his hands and the two cocks thrust into me at each end. I had never known such pain as my arse was stretched by the big cock. It's the same every time I havedinner here.One night I'll beat him to setting the table, extend the table evenlonger so it seats 12 instead of the current eight and make him sit a oneend and me at my usual spot. I'll find that funny, but probably notJames, he takes dinner very seriously.I take a sip of wine, stand and watch James in the kitchen - he hasn'tnoticed that I'm here.He's wearing an apron, sharpening his carving knife. The bell on thestove timer dings, he wipes off the knife, puts on.