He said he would start looking, but had something else to discuss. “Bob Simpson called into the shop a couple of days ago and asked about doing ano...her function for him. It’s the one he told me about months ago and I thought that had fallen through.”“Why didn’t you tell me about it months ago?” Asked Trish, looking slightly put out.Dave hurried to placate her, “It was three days after the night in the penthouse and I didn’t think you were ready, I certainly wasn’t. I was still very screwed. I held her up."No. Not that. I want to be in you." No. I can't. I just can't." Please, Mom. Let me." No."Suddenly, Mom clasped me tightly to her, my upright cock pinched against her soft belly.She whispered harshly, excitedly, into my ear, "Do you want to lie on me? I'll let you on top and you can rub yourself on me. Would you like that?"Desperate for any action, I nodded, "Yeah, yeah."Mom turned and walked to the bed. I caught up to her as she leaned one knee on the edge, poking my hardon. I guess she's what you would call a homebody." Too bad. I was hoping we could have a foursome tonight - for trivia pursuit, or whatever." I chuckled. "Looks as if we've got Teresa outnumbered, but I think she can take care of both of us." He chuckled again and swiped his hand across his crotch.Larry smiled uncertainly at the innuendo. He didn't know whether I was serious or not.Teresa arrived with drinks and sat on the sofa between her brother and me."I was just telling Larry that with Kelly. Sorry your missing out but we agreed I was gonna fuck her & leave & thats what Im gonna do so sick back & enjoy & he smiled. She walked back in & assumed the position again. He got behind her and lined up his HUGE SHAFT again to her little hole. She screamed out as he slid the head in & she pleaded please lossen me up a bit before you do that & take off that massive extension.I had to sit & watch as he fingered her tiny asshole with one, then two, then three, then four fingeres! He once again.