Liza started to giggle and Sherri tried not to but soon lost the battle. She stepped to her husband and pulled him down to the sofa with her. “Honey... I swear to you that the only men I have ever been with are you and Chet.”“I can’t say for certain but I believe her,” Chet said.“What she admitted to was being with other women,” Liza said, as she sat next to him and pressed her naked thigh against his leg.“What?” David asked.“Do you remember when you were first told that you were being considered. Her C-cups were omnipresent in my mind, and I wasn't about to even accidentally run into her or brush up against her. After a few months, we were like Fred and Ginger. That was mom's comparison, not mine. I had to look them up. I didn't tell her that.The meal we were making was just about finished, so I set the table adding a pair of candles, lighting them. I told her to sit down, and I brought our finished meal to the table. I went back for glasses and a bottle of half-finished Merlot.I sat. She longed to open her son's fly and look at his naked cock and balls. Her fingers itched for that contact, and her horny mouth was watering for his cherry prickmeat. But some last shred of inhibition caused the woman to hesitate. It seemed so utterly degenerate to take her son's cock out, as if this were her own idea, as if she was doing this from lust rather than blackmail.Tommy took the matter into his own hands. He reached down and unbuckled his belt, then slowly drew the zipper of his fly. Suck the ol’man’s dick. Suck it like I want it…”Totally immerse by the horniness and the situation, the three men quickly folded up into sex, laid on the hard and cold kitchen floor, into some kind of ‘sideways’ train, with Denise getting nailed by Tyrone in her pussy and his ebony ass filled by Bob.“Oh My God! That is awesome! I never had done that in my life, but I am already love it!”“With the time, you can get the entire hold of it, ma’am!”The two men fucked hard the holes they were slated.