I accidentally but deliberately let my spoon fall under the table. Without removing my hand from mom's crotch, I pushed my chair back and squatted und...r the table to search for my spoon. While searching, I managed to insert two fingers into mom's pussy and pump her vigorously. I could tell she was having a hard time keeping her cool.I grabbed the spoon and gently inserted its handle into mom's wet pussy. Upon feeling the cool metal, mom squeezed her thighs, trapping my hands there. Seconds. All I got was a "mmmmm, ok. Your are so good to me" in her drunken stupor. Off went her skirt, heels and her blouse as we let her lay down on the mattress. But I wasn't finished yet with her. "Sally, Sally. We're getting ready to fuck you. You want cock don't you?" "Yes, yes give me cock. I want it all. Fuck me big daddy." We tore up that pussy of hers. Her breast were ours. While he was eating her out and playing with her nice breast, she even put her hands on the back of his head. Wow. And. We continued our slow sex and then I shouted fuck me hard, he started to increase the speed and I was screaming more and more he started drilling me he was too hard on me to hold that I cummed before he cummed. He came after I cummed. And he slept on me. His body was crushing mine but I like this. His dick got small and it came out of my pussy.We slept there for an hour and then I found his hand traveling my back and he pulled me toward him. I turned and we kissed again. We just went smooching. There was the sound of the back toilet flushing followed by a low sound of movement in the kitchen. He couldn’t have heard me come in! There was the sound of the fridge door being opened followed by the hiss of a can of drink being popped and a chair being pulled back. Phew! He wasn’t about to come through just yet. What could I do quickly to make myself look more like I wanted him to see? What did I look like now? I checked myself quickly in the long mirror just inside the front door. My heart.