In another set she was tied to our bed. That was it…she was tied to our bed in just that one set, otherwise they were in motels or his house. I did ...ot recognize the rooms other than ours.It really was my wife, now what do I do?I suppose I could skip my night out with the boys and try to follow her but I wouldn’t want her to see me doing it. I thought about using her GPS in her phone but I wasn’t sure how to do that. So I went to my local electronics store and he fixed me up with an easy item. So after driving for about an hour we arrived at a movie studio where mom said a few words to the security guard and we were allowed in. As we walked in, we got hellos from pretty much everyone there until we got to who I think was the director.Mom told me to wait and go get some water and something to drink while she talked to her boss. I did as I was told and while eating a few of the tarts that were there my head was rambling about how it was obvious my own mother was a porn star.Eventually. Not yet. First I must make you cum. So I reach down with my hand and grab you hard by your wet hair, and pull you up almost violently away from my cock. I pull you up, and spin you around and push you face first against the shower wall, my one hand goes down and starts to massage your clit, and my other hand cups your tit, pulling your perfect nipples. I push my body into yours, and line my cock back up at your perfect pussy. Entering you from behind, you can feel how deep my cock. Her gruntsand strains signal that she's in the throes of the process herself.Inwardly I calculate which part she's feeling when her hips begin to jerkup and down. We unceremoniously tumble onto the floor with me on top, andI wrestle myself between her legs to give her access to my own bellybutton. The struggle briefly rekindles the desire to get into thisposition as a man. Once again, every part of me wants to return to awoman's womb. The desire is so incredibly strong. My mouth continues.