I looked down and watched as he played with my cock, slowly and gently rubbing it in his hands, the feel of his hands on my cock sending a wave of ple...sure through me. "Do you like that?" he asked. "Yes" i answered meekly."How does it feel?" I took a second, I replied "It feels nice" as he now started to jerk my cock even more. My head was swimming with delight as he jerked my cock. It was now that he went the next step further. Taking my cock, he moved his head next to it and into his mouth. Mother” I whispered. “I love you”. She spread her legs wide as if in silent assent and bought the tip of my cock and placed it against her vaginal orifice.I looked deep into her eyes as she began to push me into her. Her vagina slowly opened like a petal. Mother suddenly pushed upward and my cock slid into her vagina to the hilt. Mother was surprisingly very tight for someone who had two children. I could feel her muscles clutching me like a vice.I pulled out and then slid back in one fluid. "And such, staying power. Ohh, stevie I have to go to work. Or else I'd let you fuck me again." She began to clean herself up, of her sweat and my cum. She pulled her big pink panties up, and pushed her skirt back down. "Though I have a feeling my sons asshole will be just as good as mine, untill I get back." She smiled down at me instantly becoming the Mrs. Thompson I remembered again, not the whore I just fucked and sodomized in her kitchen. "Remember you boys have fun, but keep some cum for. I'm here withhim and that's all that matters. I fixed my face again, and made myself a little prettier. Cherry redlipstick and a spritz of perfume behind the neck. I primped in the mirror.I wanted to look good. Everything was going to change now I realized. Iwanted boobs, and wide hips and I hated my Adams apple. I knew that assoon as I got home with my husband, that I would make these things happen.Nothing in my life was as important as pleasing my husband. And now I wanted to give myself to.