A smirk on her face as I tried to something to cover my manhood."Mom ! Melanie what are you doing here?" I tried to deflect their eyes from my 17 year...old naked body. Melanie was mom's best friend. They both looked like they saw something they wanted badly. Lust. They now stood either side of where I lay on the sun lounger. They were real estate agents and worked together. My mom wore business suits with pants. Melanie dressed like the girls at school, skimpy, tight, revealing skirts and tops. I could not control my self and just turned her back and started kissing her lips and pressing her ass with both my hands after few min of kiss where we enjoyed exchanging our saliva’s she moved a bit and asked me to sit on bed I sat I pulled her near me raised her shirt a bit and started sucking her navel and rubbing her ass she was getting excited and rubbing my hairs. I slowly removed her skirts and now she was in pink panties I just kissed her lower part on her panties and smelled it god. My cum sprayed against aluminum siding. Her father was still whacking mother as my dick shrank back to out-of-the-way size. I realized then that Grandpa hadn't said a word. It wasn't as if he had been gagged. My imagination said that he had built a psychic link to emotionally abuse Mom while he beat her. My imagination made me want to paint the house siding again.It was a ridiculous thought, in so many ways, but I enjoyed every minute of it. Actually, from the time I first heard them, to when. Just before it seemed she would reach her peak though, my balls exploded coursing through my shaft and squirting hard into my Mother’s womb. The sensations of actually fucking a real pussy though kept the streams ejaculating into her and on the third or fourth pulse, my Mother came squirting her juices down my shaft around my balls and running past my asshole.Still she rocked on me, grabbing my cock shaft with her cunt muscles, pulling my cock with each stroke. Mom said: “Cum my baby boy, fill.