Laura and I were done and Stacy was contemplating divorce as well. Stacy and I began to talk again and it didn't take long for the inuendos got cranke... up between us.We did make plans to have sex but wasn't sure how this would be done with her child and all plus I was only separated and she was still married so if Laura knew about it she would be pissed and use it against me and maybe against Stacy as well.My work required me to travel a few days out of the month and Stacy had regular. The hymns, the standing and sitting, the praying, the Deacons amening every once in a while ... it felt familiar even given the few times that I’d attended church services.Sermon time. Reverend Venerable gripped the pulpit with both hands, glaring out at the congregation. The congregation and Rebecca and Rosie and me. The folks around us shifted a little, settling in for some righteous hellfire and damnation. Rosie had her hand on one thigh, Rebecca on the other. My eight-gauge was lying on the. I could feel the pressure building way down deep inside. My breath, too, was increasing. Suddenly, Don shouted, “HERE IT COMES!!” as he shot his complete load down Mom's throat. Mom's moans became a loud muffled noise as her orgasm hit her between the legs like a pile driver. My orgasm was so powerful I shot pussy juice all over the chair. From that night on, whenever I heard the sounds of love-making I would rush in to watch. I was allowed to participate only by masturbating although Mom did. I crept inside. She didn't know I was there until I was almost in position. She must have finally heard me. Her eyes jerked wide open and saw me, standing with one foot on either side of the tub, aiming my swollen cock straight at her face. I forced a stream of piss out. Mostly, it splashed in her wet hair, but some hit her gasping violet colored mouth. She came so violently she was almost paralysed. The dildo was rammed in so far only its end stuck out of her. The nozzle shot out of her ass.