Ms. Jean understood despite seeming irritated at my tardiness. Then I began to worry as I could smell my own sex. Rob’s cum was trickling from my pi...k slit and collecting in my panties as I walked in front of Ms. Jean. My eyes widened as Mr. Rick, her husband, was sitting in the living room. Normally it was just Ms. Jean and I for my lessons. Mr. Rick’s eyes lingered on my body. My soccer shorts were quite short and my jersey was form fitting. That in addition to my boyfriend’s cum leaking from. My lips and my tongue were burning in hot fire of lust and I still felt hot drops from the depth of mummy’s pussy hole being sprayed all over my mouth and I did my best to catch them all with the fire, my face had turned into. Mum’s hand grabbed my hair and she forced my face onto her slit. The few hair of her Brazilian V felt like needles on my fire face. And still the never ending stream of tasty lava was flowing over my tongue and my face and down my throat. I swallowed each drop and thought. My cousin fucked many girls but his dick still hard due to drink of stamina.They fucked me till bonefire was down.In morning they gave us food to eat. They again fucked me hard in noon. They had nothing to do besides hunting, eating and fucking.We were so tired of three day fucking then they left us on the border of forest.We again caught by poachers at the border, they tied my cousin and unzipped their pants and pulled out their dicks, they fucked my mouth, cunt and asshole badly, and left. I hadn’t liked the impression I’d got from Caroline, that my son was an available toy boy; I felt possessive about him, despite what had been taking place at the Manor.Our affair had started at home; when I’d happened upon Guy masturbating in my bedroom, naturally I’d been shaken at my behaviour ... shamefully wanking my son off!It may well have been swept under the table if things had gone no further! Probably most mothers have found themselves doing it, to get out of an awkward moment with a.