She wanted a third. I asked her what she would do for a third and her screamed response of "ANYTHING" scared me. Images of her killing Ann inundated m... imagination which was enough to get dressed and leave while Elizabeth told me things that she would allow me to do to her; things that equally scared and aroused me.When I got home Ann of course was not home, she was out with the cousins.Chapter 4: The CousinsI had received a football scholarship to Indiana University, a year later Ann joined me. When the band started playing I asked my wife to dance, and a couple of times I twirled her with the expected results, her dress and slip billowing out, exposing her legs. As I held her close she could feel my erection pressing against her, and she smiled. "What could you be thinking about?" She was teasing me.Then Keith danced with her, and he was holding her close, one hand dropping below her waist. He also spun her and we had a small audience enjoying her exposed legs, her stocking clad. Harder, please,’ Chloe groaned. Ian continued to smash his cock into Chloe’s pussy roughly and pulled harder on her hair. He kept pulling until he had raised her head so it leant back tilted towards the ceiling. Chloe took a deep breath and shuddered while screaming in both pleasure and pain. Ian was fucking Chloe’s pussy so hard that he felt a slight burning sensation on the head of his glistening cock. He felt someone behind his place their hands on his shoulders, slowly stroking them and. I called her and gave her the same message.“I'll be there soon,” she promised, her Hispanic accent growing thicker. “Okay.”“Sure,” I grinned, my balls aching as Mrs. Haley loved my dick. “Damn, vato,” Teo said, sitting on Noah's bed.“Yeah,” Rick said, a smile crossing his face. “Damn, I'm going to finally fuck my mom.”Like me, my three friends also had fantasized about fucking their mothers. Maybe every son did, or maybe we were just a bunch of horny nerds who needed to get laid. It didn't.