It never took Ellen long to get Mary off. Then it was Ellen’s turn. Ellen took off her pajama bottoms and straddled Mary’s shoulders and lowered h...r pussy to Mary’s waiting tongue.Sheryl found herself getting excited every time she thought about how her son so easily picked her up and carried her over to his bed. How she put her hand in his pants to feel his hard cock. How he kissed her and laid his hands on her breasts as she exposed his cock and stroked him. She barely remembers her pullover. He took off his shirt and laid his hands all over her slim body. Then he had on breast on his hand and squeezed it while he sucked on the other.She was moaning softly but they got louder as he sucked harder and squeezed harder as well. She was enjoying it and he knew it. He wanted to pleasure her some more and he had the perfect idea on how to do it. He got up and started to undo his pants. He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. She was amazed at the sight. She did the same and took. “You can’t do this!” She pleaded. “Please, please, I’m sorry I hit you! Don’t do this! It’s so wrong!!!”She was facing away from me as I ruthlessly pawed at her tits, squeezing her nipples until she screamed with pain. I slid one hand down until I found her cunt, and it was oozing juice everywhere.“You are such a fucking hypocrite!” I shouted at her. “Your cunt is running like a fucking fire hose and you call me a filthy fucking deviate!”The further this went the more I was convinced this all. And candlelight would have been so much more romantic!"Back at her house, Rhonda asked me to carry in the very substantial box of goodies she'd bought while she talked to Joey ... I thought that was odd but didnt say anything.When she walked in she was all smiles, though and helped me unpack the few things that needed to go in the fridge. She lifted a bottle of Merlot in one hand and a bottle of grape juice in the other. she went to the sink and poured out the juice then filled that bottle with.