I licked all around her as she slowly went back to sucking my cock. Aunt Lisa and mom were still trapped in their 69 and looked to be really enjoying ...hemselves by the moans they were yelling. Once again I was brought back to the situation in front of me by something I did not expect. While Rita was sucking me she slipped a finger in my ass up to the first knuckle. I don’t know what happened but my body took on a mind of it’s own fucking her mouth. The pressure rising from my balls intensified. I remembered the chest tightness and then blacking out. I guessed I had suffered a heart attack or something similar. A clock on the wall told me it was nearing seven o'clock but I had no idea whether it was am or pm. This time of year it would be light at either.I closed my eyes and tried to think about what it might mean. A heart attack! As far as I knew, there was no history of heart problems in our family. I was a non-smoker and a light drinker since the fun of getting shit-faced evaporated. ” Charley smiles, not at all concerned that this strange lady doesn’t want to sleep with her.She continues, “Back in the, like, the nineties, I saw one of those old Animal Farm videos ... I was more turned on watching the bloke fucking the chicken than I was being fucked by my husband ... And when the women got fucked by the dogs ... Bloody hell ... I was done. I’ve thought about it ever since. That’s like 25 years of thinking about it...”“Did you ever tell anybody else about your fantasy?”. At home either she would sleep in a nighty or just in a blouse-petticoat. That night too she decided to sleep in blouse petticoat. As for me and b*o, we were also not comfortable in sleeping in jeans. Mom said we could sleep in our underwears if we wanted. I had no problems with it and i quickly pulled my pants down. I was in my boxers and the shape of my tool was outlined.Then it suddenly dawned upon me that I was gonna sleep in this state with my mom on the same bed under the same bed sheet!.