It was clear that the pattern I'd set in motion was already starting to work. Mom felt as if she were in a dream, her usual qualms and inhibitions fad...ng. She leaned towards Stu, her breasts swaying visibly under her blouse, and put a hand on his knee, laughing at a joke he'd made. He was getting caught up as well, no longer paying attention to Melissa and me as we watched intently. He turned more towards her as well, the two of them noticing only each other. I felt Melissa's hand slip into. So, I put my mouth and toung to work. Licking at his hot hple, and once in a while sticking it in. After about 5 minutes of this, he stood up straight. He said,''That felt great, but I think I would rather have a cock in there.''.So he bent over, and spit in his hand, and lubed up his ass as well as possible. I spit on my dick, and made it slippery.''Stick it in real fast, don't stop if I scream!'' He yelled.I followed orders, and stuck it in. When I started sticking it in, he started yelling. I was drilling her pussy very her, tearing the walls of her pussy…. aaaahhhh uuuummmm fuck harder. her moans were echoing in the forest. i was all dark there. and i was fucking her harder and harder. i was fucking like an animal and she was screaming for more and this continued for almost an hour. she cummed twice and then i cummed inside her pussy.. i cummed a lot, my cum was overflowing out of her pussy..Aaaaaaahhhh, we both were tired, but still my revenge was not over. we were breathing. They both kept making jokes and stuff – except maybe sometimes the jokes were designed to put the other guy off by making him laugh.About halfway through, I suddenly sat up straight and muttered “Oh drat!” under my breath. Then I quietly stood up and left the room. I had something to do and I’d completely forgotten it. My stupid brain is usually so good at remembering things and it had let me down.I went into the kitchen and picked up the phone. I had to look up the number for the DiMartino.