“Fuck yes!!! fuck yeah!!! oh God!! yessss!” she screamed.“You like this Bitch?? You like getting fucked in both holes?? Do you like that slut?? ...o you like your slutty holes being fucked”“Hell yesss!!! Yeahh!!!! Fuck yeahh!!!!”I sensed her excitement growing and increased my pace and started to hump her faster, with my thumb pressing against the walls of her ass. I pull my thumb out and give her ass a good spank.“ Yeahh!!! Spank me!! I am a naughty dirty slut!!! Spank me!!!”I hammered away at. Big mamas fingers were pressing on Stacey's ass hole, two then three, then four then..."Aggggggg uh uhhhhhhhhhh oh, God ugh ughhhhhhhh!" The big woman was forcing her greased hand into Stacey's tight little ass. It didn't want to go but she persevered, pressing down on Stacey's back to hold her steady."AWwwwwwwww plop!!"Now both women were been gently fisted. Stacey taking the black hand of Big Mamma while she was forced to fist into Debbie's stretched wide pussy. The Boss had an excellent view. His hair was damp and a little wild, as if he'd dried it with a towel. His beard still dripped droplets of water onto his bare chest and they down his stomach. He wore low slung jeans that teased her eyes, making her want to see more. Feeling a little awkward, thinking she was staring too hard, she raised a shaky hand toward him and introduced herself. "Hi," she started off, "I'm Shelly." He took her hand, and raised it higher to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "It's nice to finally meet you.. It seems like a good day to tell you how great a mom you were to Susan and me. There was no one who could cook like you, not even my Martha. You were tough on us kids, those paddlings made us behave better, and they helped us grow up to be better adults. Mom, I know I've thanked you many times, but the sweater you made me before I went off to school was one of the nicest gifts I've ever received. You know I was wearing it when I met Martha. It's getting pretty worn, but I still have it and wore.