Mom lay there for a couple minutes and told them both that they had given her the best fucking she had ever had, that she loved it, that they made her...feel like a woman again. She said she had to go to the bathroom so I slipped out into the guest room before she got there. The door to the guest room was ajar and I watched as Mom sat on the toilet taking a piss. The first black teenage who had fucked her came in and stood before her his huge black cock ridged, once again fully erect. Mom reached. She said "Relax, hun, I can teach you." With that her hand was in my pants faster than I could even think about Christy. She unzipped my pants and exposed my throbbing dick. She gave the head a nice kiss and then made it disappear down her throat. She must have had no gag reflex because she was taking almost all of my 7 inch cock. Someone deep throating my cock was a new feeling for me and I loved it. I wanted more so I put my hand on her head and lowered it up and down until her chin was. My mom got up and came over to me like a bitch pouncing on her feast. She sat over my crotch, rubbing her wet pussy over my semi-hard dick. The lust friction caused my dick to get hard again. My eyes were staring at her huge boobs. I put my hands over both her boobs and started cupping them.At that time, Swati put my dick again inside her Pucci (pussy) and started riding me, rubbing her pussy over my crotch. I started moaning as my meat felt the inner walls of her hole.Me: (cupping the boobs). I tried to stem the bleeding, lamenting the fact that I had probably just ruined a perfectly good shirt.Fuck! I got blood on the carpet! I noted in dismay as I saw the little drops of red on the beige carpet. Blood dripped from between my fingers, as I held my hand over my nose and raised the phone back up to my ear.“Casey?” I said, my voice nasally from speaking through my hand.“What the fuck was that?” She demanded.I tilted my head back as I walked toward the bathroom. “Sorry about that. My.