With a thrust of my hips, I was inside my own Mother, I was fucking her! I knew fucking was supposed to feel fantastic, but I had never imagined anyth...ng so great. We hadn't worried about rubbers, I was fucking Mom the way fucking was supposed to be done. I also wasn't the least bit concerned about her getting pregnant. I suppose I should have been worried about her catching something from those other two, but I was more involved with my own sensations.I tried to think of things I hated, to. "How are you?"Ron motioned me towards him. As Mike told me about his trip. Ron laid me on my back and stood at the foot of my bed between my legs. He rubbed his dick on my wet pussy squeezing any remaining cum out of his dick. I couldn't believe it, but he was starting to harden again."Hey son." Ron said loud enough for Mike to hear."Hold on let me put the speaker phone on." I said with a grin as Ron shook his head."Dad, my clubs are in the garage if you want to get some practice strokes in. I caught an assassin, and I need your help." I tried to keep my voice down.She unbarred the door and opened it enough to peek through. "Would you help me?" I asked quietly. "I trapped an assassin and I don't know what to do with her, she's in my room." I repeated softly.She closed the door only to return a minute later wearing a long robe over a thin nightdress. Her hair was down, and her pale face was beautiful in the moonlight. With great effort, I was able to avoid staring. I led her to my. .. oh, yeah... that's it bitch... you mouth is just like a wet cunt, Maggie. Come on, you can take more than that. Goddamnit, slut... swallow it... oh yeah, your throat is so wet... so warm. I'm going to shoot my cum down your virgin throat, bitch."I heard my mother groan, giving me a vivid picture of her on her knees, a huge cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I shuddered as another orgasm racked my body. My hips, thrusting against my fingers, made me feel nasty... and I had a disgusting.