She pulled her big pink panties up, and pushed her skirt back down. "Though I have a feeling my sons asshole will be just as good as mine, untill I ge... back." She smiled down at me instantly becoming the Mrs. Thompson I remembered again, not the whore I just fucked and sodomized in her kitchen. "Remember you boys have fun, but keep some cum for me. I'll try to talk to your mom, see if you can do some "chores" for me while my husbands at work, or on business." She says, as she pulls her lunch. I could not enter as we both were virgin. She came to a rest of crying . at the last stroke with force I was completely in .she was at pain and slowly started to stroke and after that I just increased my speed .she was at heaven . around 20 mins I was stroking in her pussy. she got cummed and she was moaning at loud . I turned her around and make doggy style . and after 15 mins I was about to cum . she told me to eject that in her face . full load of cum were splashed on her face .she licked. ” In my kneeling position I grasped mom’s hips and brought my mouth down to her moist pussy. I hesitantly began by kissing her lips and letting my tongue sweep across her soft brown pubic hair and velvety skin. After a few moments I felt mom’s hands grasping the sides of my head as I alternated my licking with thrusts of my tongue between her lips. It wasn’t long before mom was moaning with pleasure.Her moaning increased whenever I intensified the probing of the soft skin between the lips,. Just the thought of the pain had her on the brink of an orgasm, I could see it in her excited look. I really had not expected this reaction, but I asked “when?” She said eagerly “why not now”. I nodded and from her drawer she took the lamp and the brand. Determined not to cry out, I knelt at the foot of her bed, leant myself forward and fixed my gaze on a picture of above her bed, she put a piece of solid rubber between my teeth then lit the lamp, me desperately trying to ignore the roar of.