"I handed the phone to Mitch, who said, "Dad, there's no reason forDonnie... Yes, I know, but... Dad, I don't want to inconvenience you orMom..."There...was a knock on the front door. Mitch and I looked at each other,then I crossed the room and opened it. Mom pushed past me with Dad rightbehind her, his phone still to his ear. "Go get changed, Dear." Mom saidto me. "Mitchell, warm up the car. It's chilly out and I don't wantDonnie catching a cold." Mom, Dad..." Mitch started to speak, but Dad. As I backed up to the hole and looked up there was the elephant trunk looking dick swaying back and forth in front of my face looking to get sucked. My husband slides right in me and yells out damn baby you are sloppy wet! And I look up at the guy laugh and take his cock in my mouth. The rhythm he had fucking my pussy was no fluke because he had the same rhythm fucking my mouth. He knew exactly how to position my head to get as much of that 9 1/2 cock in my little mouth. What I didn't notice. She said she was happy that I am not upset with her getting close to a young guy.On Sunday morning, mom was getting ready. She wore sexy denim shorts just over her thighs, which made her ass look more busty. Also, she wore a white color sleeveless top. She was looking stunning.Karan came, and she invited him inside. She gave him a tight hug, and they both sat at the table. We were sipping our morning tea together. I could see mom was touching his legs with her foot beneath the table. She was. After that, I was supposed to go over to work with Davey and Kip again. I called Molly while I was eating a bowl of cereal for breakfast."Hi," I said when she answered the phone. "How are you feeling?" I feel great," she said. I could almost hear her smile in her voice. "A little sore, but even that's going away. How are you?" I'm a little tired, but I'll be okay. I've got a soccer game this afternoon, and then I have to go over to the Wilkinsons. Are you doing anything tonight?" I was going to.