Atleast in this case things went right. His computer was already on. Nikhil hadn’t shut it down. I started attaching the report to the mail. I sudde...ly heard a sound on the computer and small window opened up. I realized it was the yahoo messenger’s window. The message read : “Hey hotboy , you put up a great show that day. When shall we do it next ?” At first I didn’t understand what it was . Then I realized my son had been chatting on the messenger and forgotten to close it. The message was. ” I replied while taking a bite of pizza.As Richard, my father in-law turned the corner into the kitchen, Joyce, my mother in-law took a drink from her wine glass and reached down with her free hand to squeeze my cock causing me almost gag on the pizza I was chewing.“Mark. If your father in-law has another beer he will be in bed and out like a light within the next hour. That makes you my sex toy for the night.” Joyce said with a smile on her face.I managed to swallow the pizza in my mouth and. "No, please sit down. Looks like you have had a long night." I said. "American?" He said. I nodded yes and then sipped my beer. "I am French and I have been stuck in this town for some time. What day is it." He said. "Novemebr 30." I said. "My god I have been here for 3 months. I am a sales man for a big dairy farm near Paris and came here to meet a farmer who was selling milk. I have been here since the end of August and have not been able to leave. Can you keep a secret?" I nodded yes and put. I did what I wanted to mom. As I penetrated her, brutally. Mom screamed loudly. I just impaled her with my hard, hot penis, slammed it all the way in. And then just continued fucking mom with as much force as I could muster. Mom screamed. And screamed and screamed. I slammed my dick into mom repeatedly. I breathed hard and mocked moms moans of pain and humiliation with horrible, ugly insults. You fucking bitch!! Every time my throbbing cockhead penetrated moms vulva, my swollen, heavy.