Jenny didn't wake me in her usual fashion the following morning. I was suddenly aware of her shaking me."John, wake up. You've got visitors," I heard ...er say through the fog in my brain."Wow, I don't need any of that shit this morning," I said to her, when I noticed she had another glass of that concoction of hers in her hand. "Who's here anyway?" The police! I think one of them is that inspector that Helen mentioned yesterday." At this time of day! Um, what time is it anyway?" I asked, still. To a lesser degree it even made anal sex more stimulating.I don’t like having rings in my body. But I can’t complain about the effect they have when I’m being fucked. I wonder what it will be like when I’m able to lay on my back, spread my legs and welcome a man into me in that position for the first time.While we were drying off, Cindy asked, “Doesn’t it bother you that Doug is watching those DVDs?”“Some of it bothers me. There are some things I wish he wouldn’t see, wouldn’t know about. I. “Get on the table and open your legs. I want to look at your cream pie.” She got off of my cock and then got comfortable on the long table. She opened her long legs and our come was flowing out of her pussy lips. It was so hot watching it ooze out of her. “Play with your tits, while I eat your cunt. Show me what a dirty bitch you are!” Roxane held her breasts from the bottom and played with them like they were coconuts. She brought her nipple to her mouth and was able to suck on her own. I could feel the goosebumps rise on her skin as I got close to her panties before pulling away, teasing her.I was now supporting a firm cock that was either getting rubbed by my mother, or was being pressed up against her body as I gyrated against her. My body slid up and and against hers. She took any opportunity she could to touch, kiss and even lick my body as I began to encourage more of it. As a finale I pulled my mother from the chair and moved her to her knees. My cock was almost against.