Between kissing she explained that she hadn’t gotten any sex for the last month or so and she was horny as hell. We managed to get to the bed before...my pants were off so I thought we were a little behind. In the Heat of the Moment one never notices the little things. However it’s always the little things that seem to come back to bite you in the ass. But that’s for later…. So as we got into foreplay and what not; we were completely in our own world. We had curled up on the bed with her. I looked over and his mom had a leg up over the arm of the sofa and was fingering herself in and out. Then, I heard her say, "God, I can't believe I'm sitting here watching my son fucking his girlfriend.I looked over at her and said, sassily, "Like the way I fuck him?"She just sat there watching us as she ran two fingers back and forth and rubbed her big breasts. I looked down at Troy and his head was turned watching his mother masturbating just a few feet away, her pussy and fingers wet with. Blain then asked if I would be interested in purchasing his entrance ticket. After a brief pause I thought, why the hell not? Fortunately, I had enough cash with me to conclude the transaction.When I awoke on Sunday, I was somewhat nervous about my bold decision the night before. I had never indulged in group sex, and had also never visited any place like the one Blaine had described. But with Blaine’s words ringing in my ears, there was an indescribable excitement overwhelming me.“You are. I told the cops, a lanky Italian that looked young enough to have just gotten his gun and an older Irish guy who looked like he was probably around when they invented guns, my story and Keith and Lizzie added theirs. Since Lizzie was pretty and convincing and Willie had a record for shoplifting, they believed us. Mom was warned to find something to contain my "energy" and they left.Of course, when I got to school the next day I was called down to the Principal's Office and sent home for a week..