My underpants began to stretch as I looked up at Mom. I saw her so differently now that I knew certain... things about her. I smiled at her and she sm...led back, winking. She looked incredible. Mom wore her sexiest dressing gown and robe. It was a sheer black nightgown with spaghetti straps that laced up the front, pulling her tits together loosely and displaying most of her luscious cleavage. Mom's tits were much bigger than Cyndi's but were firm and round with nice nipples. Mom aged so well I. Carla wrapped her big thighs around my back and was clawing at my shoulders, telling me to "fuck me HARDER!!!" Not one to disappoint, I began thrusting hard and deep, watching her eyes roll back in her head and her tits bouncing with each thrust. A couple of minutes and I suggested she get on her knees and let me fuck her doggy style. Carla adjusted and I slid my cock back inside her, now fucking her from behind as I grabbed a handful of her hair and began pumping my cock HARD into her wet. " "What about taking a vote, and simply having the majority be officially in power here?" asked Roberta. "There's easily many more of us than there are of Barocca's clique." "A good idea," replied Tiffany. "But that would only solve things temporarily. Unless we get Barocca out of here, she'll continue running things behind the scenes the way she is now. Things will continue to fester, and in a few months, if not even sooner, we'll be back to where we started from all over again." "Then why. We were only in the lounge for a few minutes before I saw the lights through the curtain and a heard a car pull on to the driveway. Jo opened the front door slightly and waited for Chris to approach. A moment later they came into the lounge and stood before me. Jo began to gently caress the bulge that had already formed in the front of Chris' jeans and they kissed whilst he gently rubbed his hand across her erect nipple. She slowly pulled away from him and took him by the hand, leading him.