He felt his cum rush out of him like water from a fire hose. There was so much of it that it spurted out of Susie’s pussy, hitting him on his groin...and dripping around his balls.Susie was whimpering on the bed, lost in her own orgasm, oblivious to the world around her. Even though he had cum, John kept on sliding his cock in and out of Susie, more and more cum dribbled out, running down the inside of her legs and dripping onto the bed sheets.As John continued to slowly fuck Susie, she lay. Good bye."I didn't hang around talking any more with Joseph Smith, because something didn't seem right to me. I couldn't put my finger on the problem, but I couldn't help the feeling that there was something screwy going on. I'd have to think about the situation and go from there. Meanwhile, I needed a beer.There was a saloon across the street, and I headed for that. As I crossed the street, I noticed that the 3 bodies had been removed. Well, at least the trash removal system still worked!I. I was losing patience with my mother and was glad we would be married and these fruitless discussions would no longer occur. I was glad that Karen and I had kept control with her parents for this event. My mother meant well but still thought people would, and should, see everything she did. She and my dad hadn't gone to Uncle Billy's by themselves as yet. Marianne or I were the driving force for their visits.Dad was wholeheartedly on board with what Karen and I were doing and didn't attempt to. I didn’t realize that I had the door cracked enough for anyone to see in. I was lying in bed stroking my cock, and looked up to me my own mother watching me stroke. I didn’t miss a beat, and continued to stroke while looking at her. My mom opened my door and came and sat next to me. She told me that ever since Rob passed away she hasn’t been able to have sex with anyone. I looked at her, and took my hand off my cock. She replaced it with her and stroked my meat up and down. I closed my eyes,.