She went ballistic when I sucked on it and would usually come moments later, clenching her butt muscles around my finger repeatedly.One night, before ...e went to bed, I got to thinking about how she usually seemed to wiggle a lot when my finger was in her ass. "Mom, what does it feel like when I push my finger into your butt?" She turned to me, surprised. After a few moments she said "It feels like poop sliding out of me."She stopped, a thoughtful look on her face. "Come to think of it, I've. Dan lent Bob a car so he could take in and out on a date. Apparently, Dan thought she was a loose woman, and would give Bob sex with no questions asked. Or that is what Dan told me. This was not the case. So, Bob took her to a secluded place, and got in the backseat, where and thought there might be some kissing and nothing else. Dan told Bob, “She is an uninhibited woman. Just get her in the backseat, take her clothes off and fuck her.” No one told and yes. As they got into the backseat, they. “My turn,” Barry called, his voice low with excitement. “If you wanna suck her hairy cunt, Shari, you have to get under her.”Barry pushed his face against his mother’s ass, his tongue swishing about wetly. Janet, her hips moving, darted back, and her son’s tongue slipped into her asshole.“Ohhhh, please!” she wailed.“Fuck her ass, Barry!” Shari urged. “Fuck Mother’s hot ass with your tongue!”Janet moaned as her son darted his tongue in and out. She tried once to squeeze her asshole tightly, but. Truth be told, he hadn't heard a word they'd said since he left the Office. He had more important -- and more enjoyable -- pursuits on his mind.He found his wife, Ellen, in her own bedroom and sat with her for a moment, giving her a chance to talk about her day. Carlton never brought his work -- management of the remnants of the United States of America -- to her bedroom: this was her sacred space, and topics discussed here were of her choosing.He had hoped that one particular subject wouldn't.