I bent my mother over the end of the bed so we could watch while I slipped my half hard cock into her pussy. It wasn't long before I was fully erect a...ain. My mother's cunt was having spasms against my cock as she had a good cum. I emptied my prick deep into mother's hot twat still watching Wendy ravaging the fifty five year old man. Jack had a big smile on his face as he grunted and spurted his second load of the day deep in Wendy's hot hole. It was almost time for my Dad to get home so we all. In fact it was a good twenty minutes later when Mrs.Slayer, Kelly, called her son into the kitchen to do some taskshe was incapable of doing. In the process she spilled some gooey oil onto his jeans andwhile he was still standing on one of the kitchen chairs he'dused to reach the top shelf of one cabinet she quickly strippedthe soiled jeans to her sons ankles. It was instantly obviousthat her son was wearing girls panties and after only a briefglance Kelly looked at her daughter who was. Just like she would never forget how she screeched at him when he came back. While waving a nearly empty bottle of HIS 25-year-old Macallan scotch with one hand and gesturing a lit cigarette with the other she’d shrieked, ‘GET OUT! Get ALL your SHIT and LEAVE! Ask your new WHORE about your missing SHIT because I DON’T FUCKING HAVE IT!’ Then the burning of her throat as she tilted the bottle back and emptied it with one last deep swig and took another drag off the clove. ‘GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY. Quite a few days went by with me sitting in the park but there was no sign of my mystery man until about a week later. It was just like before: he politely asked if he could sit, I said yes, he asked if we could do the same again, I said yes and he immediately pulled his impressive cock out again.I slid a hand into my trousers to be greeted with a wet throbbing cunt that needed attention.Again, we sat quietly masturbating together and I could feel myself getting close to cumming and I could.