P arched as I moved my finger in and out. I moved my hand to the waistband and tugged. Her butt lifted up from the box and I pulled at the waist band ...ith only one hand, but it was no use. She broke our kiss and pushed me to the side. With another butt lift her hands moved the panties down and her left leg came up to free itself, leaving them to dangle around her right ankle. I used the few precious seconds that I had to unbutton my jeans and push them down. Mrs P pulled me to her. There was no. I stood looking at his blonde head, his hair looking a bit like the hay he was manhandling into piles under blankets. Well in this case I guess boyhandling would be a better way to put it, at least for right now. I undid the top coat, then the corset and the skirt setting each aside gently, so glad to be rid of that accursed bustle, luckily it’s more attached to the dress than me, an arrangement Dan helped me with, at least a little. He had come in one afternoon out of the blue carrying a few. While Mum's back was turned, Emma and I quickly ripped our clothes off and we began to slowly wank each other off.Even though I has kissed, caressed, and fucked my Mothers arse that morning, I almost came as, with the gown rucked up round her waist, she bent over and wiggled her panty clad behind at us both. "Pull your panties up into the crack of your arse. We want to se your cheeks." I instructed her. She quickly obeyed, turning her panties into a thong. Mum run her fingers lovingly over her. The second gong sounded and all the guys in the crowd dropped their shorts leaving a room full of naked and horny men that all wanted nothing more than to paint the beautiful woman in a gallon of cum. And when the third gong rang and the entire crowd shouted "BUKKAKE!" it didn't even so much as phase the target for the night.David stared through the camera, getting a nice view of the womans body from between her thighs and straight up to her face as the first of many, shot off like a cannon.