Her tits start to bounce off her stomach and our thighs start to slap together.She lies back down on the table making her fanny easier to penetrate, I...can watch as I slip in and out, as her lips slid on my cock.Now I’m banging hard and far in to her and I’m about to come, erupting just in time for her orgasm, five weeks of cum come bubbling out of me, sprayed in to her pussy as she lift and pushes herself on to me, both her hands clenching on to the table edge waiting for her orgasm to subside.. "Put down the tray on the nighstand, get the little tablefrom the kitchen, come back and after you've set it all up youwalk to the corner, hold up your skirt and say 50 times "I am adumb Bimbo Maid and I need Mommy Adriana to train me well."I felt deeply humiliated and blushed red. Despite myembarrassment I didn't forget my earlier training and droppedthe best curtsy I could."Yes, Mommy Adriana."While I was sashaying into the kitchen to get the little table,Mommy Adriana and Andrea broke into. Then his pelvis hit my butt and I knew he was all the way in. I could feel him in my stomach. The last three or four inches had went in and felt like a tree trunk. It was the hardest part of his cock and it stretched me so far that it was right against my g spot. This non stop attack on my g spit caused me to become a faucet. About every two or three minutes I was cumming or squirting. He fucked me for about another twenty minutes and kept the same pace. He was talking nasty and I was talking. ''Mum,' Ian murmured and his eyes dropped. He gazed down at the carpet blindly and squeezed his eyes shut wishing that he could turn back the clock, that it could be yesterday all over again. 'I'm so embarrassed,' he managed to whisper, the memory causing his face to redden with the renewed flush of humiliation.'Well, so am I,' Annette managed to laugh. 'You caught me out too, remember.'Ian looked up and found his mother's green eyed gaze as she looked at her son with deep concern. 'Wow,' Ian.