So i did what he told me to do.He got up and went into his moms room to get some vasaline, he said that he sees his mom put it on her toy and he told ...e to put it on me. I lubed it up real good so it could be slippery and he bended over on his bed and pointed to his ass. He told me to put some of the vasline on his asshole so i used like half the jar on his asshole and got it slippery and he told me to put it all in there. I lined up and shoved it all in. He screamed and i stopped he told me to. . Mom, why are you dressed like that?"We were no longer making eye contact. I followed Mike's stare and glanced down my body to the shimmering tassels dangling from my nipples. I screamed. Quickly yanking them off, my hands covered my naked tits. The outfit was supposed to entice my husband, not be seen by my son. My mind cleared only marginally, but it reminded me that the bright red thongs were so skimpy that even after trimming my bush some hairs stuck out the sides. And the black fishnets. Everything went well with the 5:00 PM rehearsal. At 6:30 PM Miss. thomas and Roger Martin came on stage dressed in their medieval costumes. Miss. Thomas made a lovely Juliet, her black hair pinned up from behind and flowing down in ringlets over her shoulders, and framing her beautiful face, with big brown eyes, a straight nose, and voluptuous lips that kept curving into a coy smile that she was directing at her leading guy. As Mr. Jones gave them final directions, he was also noticing how they. A second later he felt his balls contract and the first gush of cum shot up his penis in a fiery burst.With a sharp feeling of ecstatic relief, a torrent of sperm sprayed from his peehole into Rana’s clasping cunt.“AH! AHH! AHHH!” He grunted as he continued to pull out and force his way back inside her slippery warmth.Finally they stopped, and panting hard they remained in place, with Rana’s head and shoulders resting on the chair, her hips raised and her legs spread wide and locked motionless..