Stewart had been to an earlier party and took it upon himself to offer to go sans speedo, in the hope that everyone would follow. He was hard and hard...a nicely-tuned athletic body. The rest of us did take the cue, and stripped off our speedos. Stewart took a liking for Mark and started straddling him on the seat he was sitting. Wow things were heating up very quickly! Full-on French kissing was there to be seen and was getting the rest of us pretty horned up. Mark had a huge boner, his uncut. Gonna give the boys a real mouthful!"With that, his cock started to twitch and quiver and soon he was filling his wife, our mom's pussy with his sticky, slick love juice, spurting and squirting streams of slimy spunk up inside her until he was spent. He slid out and stood back from the dinner table where our mom still lay with open legs, naked breasts and a warm, inviting smile."OK, sons, cream pie is served," she said.Instantly, we all three crowded around the table and dropped to our knees in. The rude, abrasive, wearisome creature was at last beginning to learn some manners. Her training was starting to improve her. Yet, there was a final opportunity for some education. Before she was transferred. Some thing for her to carry away with her. A souvenir of her experiences at the Dacha...She has been brought to the punishment room and strapped over the spanking horse. Neena seductively runs her hand over the victim's buttocks."Gaspazha Neena?"Now that is progress. Not 'You. Bitch', not. Now most guys including me have fantasized about their wives or girl friends being a topless dancer and even a porn star. The thought of this happening was always quite a turn on for me, and the thought for her was equally so. Key word here thought. She had given just enough thought about this, to where she had found the perfect place. It was in one of the unincorporated sections between the city and the county and was, so she thought, far enough away so that no one she knew, especially her.