Enjoyed every second of it. She rode him with passion. And signaled me to take out my cock. To start jerking off.I dropped my pants. Took my dick in o...e hand and joined in. Jerked in rhythm she rode his cock. Until she climaxed. Then my son followed. He blew his load inside his mothers cunt. And then I came, blasted a load on the carpet in front off me.It was in that moment, when my son opened his eyes for the first time since I entered the room: "Dad. Shit."My wife calmed him down, touched him. If Hera had wanted to pin him down in a hold there would have been little Hugo could have done to prevent her. Hera opened her hand to show a veil. ?Close your eyes. Think of someone you like and let me do this.??Hera?? Hugo was protesting for motives his mind had not yet processed.Hera was being swift. Removing any chance for Hugo to back out. ?Please do this for me Hugo.? Hera spoke through gritted teeth. Any delay and Hugo would find a way out. The combination of youthful ignorance,. His hands were everywhere, tearing at my top and forcing it up, then under my skirt and between my legs. He wedged a knee between them and forced my thighs apart. A warm tongue teased my nipples before he sucked on them and nibbled the sensitive skin. I felt the lace of my knickers tear as he fumbled inside them and two long fingers entered me. ‘Wait,’ I said, ‘I don’t think we should…’ But his mouth covered mine and drowned my words as his jeans were opened and a thick, wet helmet pressed. I had to go back to the Research Room the nextmorning and work beside her all day and I kept askingmyself how I allowed myself to lower my personalstandards to sleep with anyone that looked the way thatlooked everyday. I kept questioning my judgement as Ilooked at how she looked that day. As soon as my workshift was over, I slipped out the back door, although she’dbeen hinting that she’d like a beer after work. I rushedhome, not trusting myself, and promised myself that.