His hands were tangled in my hair and he was shoving my mouth onto his cock. My pussy was getting wetter, I loved how bad he wanted me. I heard him sa... “fucking shit baby come here and bend over, I need your fucking pussy” I gladly obliged and moved to the front of the bed. I stuck my ass in the air, spreading my legs a little so he could see my puffy, slippery slit. He grabbed my hips and slowly slid his hard cock inside me. I felt my pussy gripping him and contouring to his girthy cock. His. “Never mind, go to your room and put on clean clothes. I’ll see you in the kitchen when you’re done.”Mom ushered me out the bedroom door closing it behind me. I swear I heard her giggle. Walking quietly across the house to my room, I began to have self doubts.I had been so cocky and testosterone inspired when I thought about the events that occurred, leading me to fucking my mother. My father meant nothing while I was screwing his wife. He was an asshole when his wife and I were locked. She said how do i look, standing there wearing a pink lacy braw and a pair of pink thongs that read kiss me on the front. I was speachless as i just gaucked at her. By this time i was starting to stand at attention again, and she seen the movement in my pants. I stood 6' even so i towerd over her. she started to run her hands up her side n swinging her hips as if she were a stripper. A good one I might add. As she undid her bra i removed my clothes till i got to my . The whole way over there I was guessing what this girl might look like. Mark was kind of a nerdy dude, real smart but nerdy. But like I said he was good people, and even better costumer. So in my head I was picturing your typical college white girl. Maybe a nerd , or one those goth emo gamer chic's. Pulled up to the house and knocked on the door a little excited to see who would answer. I wanted to see if any the girls I imagined in my head on the ride over were close. Fuck was I off, my jaw.