I couldn’t believe it.I watched her for a moment longer, my cock hardening and making a tent on the front of my pants. I walked up behind her for a ...loser look. Ma paid me no mind and just kept rolling out the dough. She must have been making pies because she was rolling it out real thin, leaning far over the table to stretch it out. I could almost see the bottom of her ass, the nightgown was so short. She must know what I could see, so why was she doing this?Ma’s words from the night before. She moaned quietly and I thrust into her, hard, deep. She tried to push back against me, but I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed my thick, fat cock into her, filling her completely. Her hands were gripping the edge of the sink as I began to piston and I pushed her further down by her shoulders. Suddenly she squealed and began to giggle. Her laughing made her pussy contact and it was threatening to expel my rigid tool. I didn't understand why she was laughing until she reached behind and. ”“I want your naked lady to hold and guide my head along your erection,” Ben asks as Zara and I readily comply.Huge sexual tension with two women watching. The veins in my man’s cock are bulging. Ben is working very hard with his lips and tongue.My man’s body is shaking. His knees are trembling as he fights to hold back and maximize his orgasm. Zara and I want it to happen almost as much as him. “Do it baby, do it for three people,” I whisper. "Your turn on is my turn on. And that is a huge. When Knobbie, who must have gotten his name from his bald dome, handed me an ice cold Corona, my idea of a perfect night for a gang bang was all set to go. "Thanks, Knobbie," I yelled over the music, laughing as I brought the long neck to my lips. The beer was ice cold and it tasted incredible after that long ride. It was odd because we were in the middle of nowhere. "Where did you get a cold beer way the hell out here?" I asked, raising the bottle and shrugging as if to say, ‘what the fuck?’.