Harris' father had dominated his mother, never being physically violent, but rough just the same. his mother didn't seem to mind though, she had hoppe...-to with pleasure at every command, and long before Harris knew what the sounds meant, she'd squealed happily almost every night of the week. The secret, his father had told him, was not to kowtow. Don’t wait for a girl to figure out what she wants. Tell her what she wants, and be firm about it. Harris had figured it was pretty jerky, but after. Stephanie lay there, speechless and exhausted. She gasped when her right breast jiggled on its own.“Hey, honey, I asked you a question,” her pussy giggled.“Ye…yeah amazing, but …” Stephanie stammered. Her nipples tweaked themselves a couple times as her pussy lips formed a smile.“But…Come on, you can tell me. We’re life-long partners after all,” her pussy taunted once more.“I…I don’t know. I’m still trying to take this in. I mean…How can you be alive? This…this is impossible,” Stephanie. ?We gonna share???Nah,? Steve shook his head. ?We’re gonna watch you do her. Well?I’ll be watching you. This one will be too busy making sure I enjoy it.??Sounds good?? Brad said, shrugging.Sarah appreciated Brad’s ability to blend in with the fantasy. She loved standing there, tied hand and foot, between the two men as they discussed fucking her.?Sit down,? Steve commanded. Thus accomplished, he sat on the floor beside her, leaned back, and navigated her head to his crotch.Sarah resisted his. Thankfully, my mom did not lock the backdoor while I was away! I carefully made my way into the house. I did not hear any moaning, just rap music. I then thought to myself, “What if they are NOT fucking?!! That would suck!!” I turned the corner and was both shocked and excited by what I saw. My mom was bent over the living room couch while Ryan was fucking her from behind. My dick stood at attention. He stood there with his hands around my mom’s waist while he continued to plow her from behind..