He just didn’t see that happening. Tripp had gone home the week before so the cubicle only had three inhabitants for the moment. Joel worked on land...caping detail during the mornings. In the afternoons, he had time to read, paint, or play table games.“Wolf,” a guard said. “You have mail.”Joel went to the counter to collect the package. It was a large envelope. He opened it to find a stack of papers - a Petition for the Dissolution of Marriage with c***dren. What a Christmas present. He decided. Dad: Achha? Kaisa hai ye sex toy?Mom: 2 hai, aapke lund se bara hai dono.Dad: To fir ghusao apni chooth me, mai bhi sun ke mooth marta hoon.Mom: Achha to lo suno.Mom put the phone on loudspeaker and asked me to go ahead. I could not belive that i was fucking my mom’s pussy with my dad listening and jerking off on his phone.I inserted my cock in mom’s pussy, her pussy was like magnet, it sucked my cock in fully. She moaned “aaaaaaaaaah”. Dad responded to it…”Oh mamta darling please keep moaning. I reached back, took him in my hand, and guided him to the sweet spot. He pushed into me and began to fuck me, nice and easy. What a difference between Bruno and Dan! He was smaller than Bruno, but it felt just right, and his thrusts felt smoother, easier. And of course, it was my best buddy fucking me, not some piece of molded rubber!Dan suggested we get out of the shower and fuck in front of the mirror. "Great idea," I said, "get the lube."I bent forward and Dan slipped his lubed up cock into. “Do you want it, John?”“Y-yes, Goddess!”“Are you sure? You don’t sound sure,” she teased.“I—I’m sure!”“Beg me, then. Beg me to fuck you, John. I want to hear you say it.”“P—Please, Miranda, fuck me!”“Miranda?”“Goddess! Please, Goddess, fuck me!”“What will you do for me in return, John?”“Anything. I—I will be your slave forever!”“You’re already my slave, John. I own you. There is no escape from me.” She stood in front of him, her cock jutting proudly, arrogantly, as she said the words.“You will.