I sure as hell wasn't going to mention my thoughts on this, but I didn't think a little foreshadowing could hurt much. After all, if this dating schem... wasn't going to do the trick for me, I needed to find out and think up another plan. Obviously I wasn't going to be the first one in Mom's panties but I damned sure meant to be next, one way or the other."Want to watch a movie, Mom? You'll like the one that's about to start," I said, hoping to change the subject."It's getting a little late, but. She shrieked with pleasure, knees twisting and almost screamed. “Eeeee! Please Mr. Font! Won’t you fuck me again with your big cock again?!” My cock grew even harder having her this way. I grabbed firmly to her thin hips, lined up my cock with her soaking wet cunt and drove it into her from behind. “AHHH!” Becky shouted as I speared her once more, but this time wasn’t a gentle and erotic build-up, it was a raw and forceful lust-driven frenzy.I don’t know what had changed, but I felt so powerful. It ended when both individuals experienced mutual orgasms, each screaming out their desire.After both of them recovered, Collins asked Lisa to give him some specifics about her lifestyle. He said he was very interested in hearing about the gang-bangs she had taken part in. Lisa went on to tell her boss all about her three boyfriends, and the many acquaintances and strangers she had sex with over the past year. Her favorite encounters, she told him, was those gang-bangs where there were a lot of. The very thought of him being in this situation is both ridiculous and overwhelming.She keeps jerking her husband slowly in his mouth and it happens. The husband grunts and quick shots of cum land on his mouth, on his lips, on his chin. It's warm and wet. It's fucking wet. And standing there, he feels, in his mouth, on his lips, the rhythm of an orgasm, on the receiving end, he grasps its length. And its quantity. It's out of control the amount of cum. It's too much. And most of it lands.