"I think you can help me out," he said. "Me and the wife like to roleplay ourselves, but she never lets me give her ass a good workout. I think your a...s needs some special attention and I have just the thing here to fix you up."He walked towards me dropping his robe to the floor. "Get on your knees slut," he barked. I complied with his command and got on my hands and knees and spread my legs. Stepping around behind me Mr. Wagner starting rubbing his large hands all over my asschecks. He spread. He began growing impatient and grabbed my head, shoving it down on his cock almost making me gag. I didn't mind though, as I deep throated it. I then began fiddling with his balls, and I could feel him about to explode. I then took it out of my mouth as he cried and begged me not stop. This was until he realised I started lowering my pussy onto his cock. "No, Becky, condom!" He yelled, trying to have some self-controlled, yet mine was long gone - "I don't care, just don't cum inside me!" I. "Grant let out a groan, but dutifully sat beside me. His left leg started bouncing too, and I knew the sensations were getting worse. I grinned as I felt my pussy get wet in anticipation. "Is it really that bad?" Yes" He told me with a groan. "I've really got to pee!" Tough." I told him and ran my fingers over his neck, a spot that I knew was sensitive for him."Hey!" He growled. "Come on.. I have to pee!" So hold it!" I told him. He groaned, in pain and need, and wiggled in his seat a. Brad always thought his mother was pretty, but standing in the doorway and watching her the way these two men were watching her felt like he was seeing a different woman, not just pretty, but desirable. Desirable? His conscience finally gripped his thoughts, pulling him back to reality, and he pushed between the two guys to get out of the restroom. His mother's back was turned toward him again and he crept up behind her quietly. He smiled to himself because he knew the two men were about to.