Inside the envelope was a note with only thirteen words. The note was scrawled in crayon so no one would ever recognize the handwriting."Don't be a su...ker. She's cheating on you. It's his baby. She's lying."There were also a couple of really terrible pictures. One picture was a close-up of Helen's face. She had dried sperm all over her face especially around her mouth. The second picture showed Helen and some old guy, that I didn't recognize fucking on my sofa. He had his dick rammed up her. And I had been invited into that holy hole of my sainted/sinner parent beneath me.What was the best cum you ever had? How great did it feel? Do I need to heap superlatives about the mutual orgasm my mom and I had? Okay, it was rockets and dynamite, volcanoes and earthquakes, shooting comets and supernovas. We bucked as we finished our fuck, then with the stretched moment of socking it to her solid, next the rapid fire raw ramming, plus I added the swiveling motion to make my hard-on hit. That she really liked, and knew herself to be wet as a result, or was it the way he hooked her panties with his fingers and pe-e-e-e-eled them off her? She didn’t know or care, but Damn the attention was nice, and she found herself breathing heavier as a result, her hands fumbling just a touch in anticipation as she helped him out of his clothes.Dan liked that this young lady naturally went with his earlier cue, and began to undress him. She was naturally submissive and he understood how to. I wrapped a rope around her arms and over her breasts, two passes of the rope across the tops of her breasts and a single pass of the rope, tight, under her breasts. They swelled outwards from where the rope dug into her flesh. I reached around her with my hands and rolled her nipples between my finger and thumb. Cyra moaned and hunched her shoulders in an attempt to free her nipples when I pulled them hard away from her chest. The hot pain that radiated from her nipples set off a tingling.