My mom was cool like that. She let Sara and I have a lot more freedom than some of the other k**s we knew. I got out of bed and started down the stair... to get some warm milk – the best thing I know to help induce sl**p. Halfway down the stairs I started hearing my mom’s voice mixed with Margie’s coming from the basement. They weren’t talking or laughing. I remember catching my breath as I realized what I was hearing. My mom was moaning, breathless. I knew what I was hearing but couldn’t believe. Her cunt lips were closed so tightly to-gether that I needed my fingers to pry them apart. By now I was so hard that I thought I’d comeright then and there. I climbed on top of Angela andturned her over so that she was on top of me. We kissedfor a little while before I pushed her down to my cock.She pulled my shorts off, freeing my throbbing manhood,and began sucking hungrily. With her head bobbing up and down on my proud,hard, erection, it wasn’t long before I started. I was upset with Becky for the deceit, but that wasn’t the baby’s fault.It helped that Jennifer was so willing to accept the situation. I feared Stephanie’s reaction, but hoped once she got done telling me how stupid I was and how right she was, that she’d become ‘Aunt Stephanie’ and be supportive. I was pretty sure that would happen, but I couldn’t be certain.By the end of my jog, I was comfortable with what I had to do and what I was going to say. All I could do at this point was wait for the. She was trying to breathe with her nose as her mouth was filled with his meat! My wife’s spit and his pre-cum were leaking out of her mouth, I watched as his balls slapped her chin. This was great, but I knew she wouldn’t nag on me for treating her like a slut. For slut she was! Probably I was sort of pervert! As I wanted to see this big guy fucks and abuses my wife. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, not from pin or shame, but because his big cock rammed her throat.She started to gag.