When she was about to relax a bit, she heard a ping on her computer. She saw a message window popped up on the screen. It was from Heffner and said �...Control yourself? slut. It was just the beginning’. She typed ‘Yes Sir’ after controlling her painful grunts. Then she saw a series of messages kept appearing on the screen. ‘There is a switch in front of you under the table. Switch it on.’Almost instantly, without thinking anything else, she took out her left hand and found the switch. I wasn't racist. I didn't get turned on by interracial sex, but his cock was beautiful. It was the Mona Lisa of cocks."Say it, cocksucker," he ordered, pulling his cock out of my mouth.With an embarrassing urgency, I begged "Please, shove that cock back in my mouth. I love your big black dick." Good girl," he said, giving his cock back to me.I was so thankful. Like I was receiving a gift, which in some ways I was.I resumed sucking. I resumed worshipping."Oh yeah," he groaned, "suck a good. She breathed... “We’re not supposed to do this.” ... stroke-stroke-stoke ... That’s what she said but her pussy had juiced up like crazy. I was sliding in and out of her with long, full strokes ... the head just barely missing coming out of her before I slid it back up into her.“Maybe not but we’re doing it anyway, aren’t we, Mom? Does it feel good to you, too?”“Oh, God, Eric. It feels fantastic but that’s not the point.” she whined. “You’re my son and I’m your mother. We’re committing incest. There was another couple next to them on the bed also having sex. Duncan managed to guide me to the corner of the room where there was another mattress sprawled out, which I nicely fell onto as he unzipped his jeans and produced his cock. It found its way into my mouth in no time at all. It was the first cock I had ever sucked on as well, but somehow I seemed to have a natural ability to suck cock,. I was able to bring Duncan off in my mouth and swallow his tasty cum without noticing what I had.