Could you get me a date with him tomorrow night? I want to fuck him, and make sure that it will work out between us before we let them know that we ar... fucking too." I'll call him in the morning, and fix up your date with him. He will probably suspect that we are fucking too, but he won't know for sure." Paul informed her. Their mother's voice calling them to let them know it was time for dinner, interrupted them at this point.Now that all of her children were present, Natalie decided that it. Moments later she lets out that high pitched cry -- her orgasm cry is the most erotic thing I've ever heard! Her whole body judders, her hips thrust, and her head beats against the pillow as she squirms in her orgasm pleasure. Then she lays back, panting. I hold my hand cupped over her mound, the way she likes me to do after I've finger fucked her to a climax. Her cunt hair is wet with her juice. She's hot and ready!'Come in!" she cries out, trying to pull me on top of her.I move so I'm. “Cum for me,” she gasped after a few minutes, taking a break from bobbing her head up and down. “Please ... cum on my tits.”I moaned, and she started stroking me faster and faster, looking up at me pleadingly, pinching her nipples so hard I thought she was going to rip them off.“Cum on my tits and imagine they’re Mom’s...”It was that mental image which set me off, and soon my cock was spurting, coating Lucy’s tits with my cum. She shut her eyes and began rubbing it in, and soon she was shaking. Pretty good, I thought. I dabbed on some aftershave, brushed my hair, and headed up the stairs. Where were we going that we needed to dress up?Mom was waiting at the front door. She was wearing a tight white skirt that ended above the knee and a white blouse with the top three buttons undone. You could see parts of a red bra surrounding her large cleavage. The white high heels were tall, and her hair was down around her shoulders, freshly styled. Instant boner.How can my Mom be this fucking.