“What” I asked, but he was out the door before I could finish. I got up and followed him, he was already climbing the stairs.“Joe, stop”, but ...e kept climbing, I raced after him, at the top he turned at mom’s bedroom door and went in. as I caught up he was standing holding one of her bras.“Wow, 34D, much bigger than my mom’s, I told you she is the hottest”“Probably because she’s 12 years younger than your mom and she hasn’t had six k**s” I said “Not put that back”“She’ll be ages in the bath,. "Wow," he said, "You're a really good kisser." "That's what she said." He moved from her and leaned down into me. He peered deep into my eyes and said, "God, is there anything you didn't do?" I giggled and wrapped my arms and legs around him. "I'm next, remember?" He kissed me and said, "How could I forget?" Michael grabbed another condom and put it on. "Get up," he instructed. He knew how I loved being told what to do. So I did what he said and got up. "You, too," he. Alyssa wasted no time letting me know she loved the feeling, too. I was but a few inches inside her when she took one hand off the toilet and started rubbing her clit. Her moaning commenced almost immediately. Even my wife still tenses up on the rare occasions when I enter her anus, but not Alyssa. She got it right away. “Oh, that’s amazing,” she said between pleasure-filled groans. “You just love fucking my little ass, don’t you?” My only response was to thrust deeper, harder and faster.. I opened the front door, expecting to hear my mother in the throws of ecstasy again, and to see discarded clothing on the hall way floor. Nothing. “I am home!” I shouted upstairs. There was movement from the spare room for some reason that I could not quite fathom. “Hello dear. We will be right down,” my mother shouted back. I went into the kitchen and took off my coat. I heard them come down and I turned around to see my mother fully dressed. She rubbed her hands down herself, flattening her.