I had always loved my mother but now I loved my mother in a different way…like a man would. I had become a man.I filled her with my cum and just lay...there not wanting to pull out. I was afraid that she might not let me back in. The more I thought about her the harder I got. Soon I was hard enough to make love to her some more. Mom was surprised but pleased that I was ready to go again. Apparently my father didn’t do it twice in the same session, or twice in the same day, or even twice in the. I carve up a bunch of slices of Megan and serve them to the guys before taking some for myself and joining them at the table. Once we're done, I carve some for Steph and cover the rest of Megan for the fridge. One of the guys takes Jess's bones out to dispose of them.I bring Steph her meal. She looks a bit annoyed. "I guess they didn't let you come back here?"I feel a bit guilty, having forgotten about her in all the revelry. "Hey. I'm sorry, but they wanted to keep me out there.", I lie.. She moaned and pushed back against me. She was hot! I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and saw Bill had opened his shorts. He had his cock out, and was slowly jacking himself as he watched my wife wiggle against her restraints. I stroked her pussy a few times, just to get her worked up, and withdrew my fingers. As she moaned in frustration, I beckoned to Bill. I was confident my wife would not hear him over the music, but he walked carefully and quietly. I gestured, soundlessly asking if. I broke ourkisses and headed straight for her neck, nipping andlicking the sensitive skin. She turned her head andsighed in appreciation.Suddenly she squealed and jumped back from thewindow. There mere inches away was a long slim cock,separated only by the thin pain of glass. His veinsprotruded and his head was swollen, he strokedhimself slowly, his skin gathering near the tip, thenstretching taught emphasising his length.I slowed my ministrations within her sex, but didn’tstop, watching.