I stood thinking about nothing really, no lusty images, and no thoughts of fantasy coming to mind. Just the simple concentration of sensation in getti...g myself off. So absorbed in this, I hadn't heard the unexpected return of my mother who'd left only minutes ago. She had left her wallet sitting on the dresser in her bedroom, remembering she had done so, and then returning in order to retrieve it.She had reached the upper landing of the stairs without my having heard her. As she headed down the. She felt it fill her lungs and as soon as her mouth was over flowing, it flowed out of her nostrils. She swallowed what she could but what she couldn't was hacked up across her face.“Nug,...mogre.” Zendaya tried to say ‘no more’ and the attackers responded with another bucket of cum waterfalling down across her pretty face. As the last drop dripped across her face, they wrung out the cum in her hair into a bucket and poured this last bit straight down her gullet. She choked and gag until the. As I walked by, I patted her head and bent over and kissed the top of it. I poured a cup of coffee she had made for me, turned around, shot the breeze for a minute before I left and went into the other room to watch tv. Sunday was the same thing. Nothing new, everything normal as could be.Monday evening, after my wife and I went to bed, she said that we need to talk. And, that it was serious and something she had thought about all day. That got my attention, so rather than roll over and go. There was a tennis tournament in a couple of weeks, and they would be staying overnight at the tennis ranch in motel suites. Two girls would be sharing rooms and she had arranged with her girlfriend Sue, who was already sleeping with Jack, to swap rooms so each would be able to sleep with the guys in their rooms.I told her she was so lucky to have a friend like Sue who understood.I suggested Tom come around one night and we could discuss it if he would not be too embarrassedJan thought that.