Her hands fumbled with a pack of cigarettes before getting one loose, placing it between her firm red lips. "First, I need a light."I grabbed a lighte... from a nearby table and lit her cigarette, watching closely as she inhaled deeply. My cock grew a little inside the rubber underwear I had on as I watched her blow a thick cloud of smoke in my face."Open," she said sternly, flicking ash onto my tongue. "I have a guest coming over today and I'd like to look my best. There seem to still be stains. I looked into her eyes, hoping she would just maintain eye contact with me. She didn't.Her eyes glanced again at my stiffing penis, and I saw her smile slightly. 'Well, it doesn't seem to bother you as much as you make it sound like. I really do have to use the bathroom, so why don't I just wait here while you finish up?' I couldn't believe I heard her say that. Well, the thought of my own mother watching me pleasure myself turned me on greatly.I turned back towards the mirror and began to. “Susan,” my voice was barely a squeak, “someone will hear us.” She pulled up long enough to respond, “Not in here, the room is sound proof.” She returned her attention to my pleasure and the room was once again filled with the sound of my loud moaning. She attacked my clit then backed off, attached and backed off, driving me to the edge and back time after time. Finally she settled on my clit and sucked and licked and nibbled and my moans turned to screams. “oh no, I can’t take this, oh. Then he pulled his face away and let a giant gob of spit ooze out onto the head. He started jerking me off at a slow pace, moving his face closer and farther from the base of my cock.“Now, suck and swallow,” Wifey said, and he obeyed. The sucking was so intense, I thought my dick might explode right there. Wifey was lying on the floor, reaching up to tickle her husband’s balls. I was so turned on by the whole scene. I reached down and fondled my own balls. Wifey laughed and kneeled next to her.