“No, No Ma’am,” I yelled out loud as I felt the heat of her palm on my wet cheek.“Please take out the dildo, Ma’am, it hurts,” I cried out...loud.“Good,” she said and slapped me again, this time lightly.I put my head down and continued crying. After a few minutes of sobbing, I saw them grouping up and discussing something. Once they were done, Jasmine walked towards me. She put her hands between my legs and started to rub my stuffed and stretched cunt.The pleasure started building up as I could. He didn’t answer me, but I’d gotten used to that; I slid my finger over to the little hole it had come from, and ran my finger over and around the hole. A little more came out. I asked Paul what it was again, and he didn’t answer…again. I looked up at him, and he was looking at me almost like he was drunk. I decided this had to be because he liked what I was doing, so I decided to not push him for an answer and continued playing with him for a little bit. Then it occurred to me that I. I just plated my meal took my first bite then looked up and almost spit out my food. My gorgeous mother all 120 pounds of her curvaceous body was standing right in front of me in nothing but a black lace thong! “Oh my God, Mom” I sputtered! “Wha, wha.. what’s going on?” I didn’t know what to say, I was in shock but my cock sure knew what to do. I thought my boxers were going to rip off with my massive hard cock stretching the fabric. Mom my said in a husky tone “I know you’ve been watching me. “Well you remember that project she had to do last week?”, yes, “while she got an A but she didn’t do the project, I did it for her and I didn’t do anything right according to the rubric on purpose”. I am sorry Mr. Walker I am very confused. “Plus I know you have been fucking my wife, I went through her text messages and saw the texts between you and her. I guess you confusion comes from sucking her on tits and eating her pussy because she’s dumber than a bag of rocks”. Look Mr. Walker, I sorry.