"Linda said, "Peter. Peter is coming for dinner?"Her mother stopped and said, "Honey you told me he was coming over and you two were going to go look ...t furniture after dinner."Linda was so keyed up and thinking of masturbating, just to have another climax, she had forgotten all about the plans Peter and she made for tonight.Linda said, "Oh yea, right, I have had so much on my mind today I forgot, I'll get the salad done."Linda opened the bags and took out the lettuce, tomato's, two cucumbers,. You are the first...fuck my ass, you bastard!" The sight of my wife being fucked in the ass drove me wild and I went on pounding my mother like a b**st. Her pussy was pulsing and gripping onto my cock as her juices flowed freely. I remembered her words and decided to fuck her hard. Vicky's cock was going in and out of my wife's ass easily by now. He still slapped my wife's tits and rammed his cock in her ass. My wife was panting like a bitch in heat. I wanted my mother like Vicky was having my. I didn’t see them myself, mind you, but from the descriptions I was given, I wouldn’t think they were on the up and up.”“How so?”“They’re always parked so you can’t see them from the road unless you’re really looking for them or happen to see them coming or going, all the cars are older ones, or rentals, and everyone was dressed weirdly. That kind of thing.”“How were they dressed weirdly?” Taylor asked.“I don’t know. Like I said, I didn’t see them myself. I just know that’s what people have. Continuing the momentum, I moved past dickhead to get out a pair of his cuffs. I used his side to spin him around for me to face his back as I pulled one behind him. I reached to pull his other arm back, with the remainder of his gun still in his hand, to put the cuffs on him. A tap of my foot on his legs put him on his knees, with arms cuffed behind him. I put my hand on his shoulder to put pressure on a spot, though not a pressure point, that temporarily paralyzed his legs.“SHIT!” I head the.