.. nowhere else to go.When he spoke there were only 2 words but it meant so much "turn .. around".It was a command not a request.I did as I was told, ...urning to face the table, butterflies in my belly once more. I knew what was coming....I swallowed hard.Johns hand on my back pushing me down firmly on the table, his feet between mine pushing them outwards opening my legs up, my skirt was pulled up, my panties yanked down.I felt him move up close behind me, fingers on my pussy, parting slick. Her pussy began to work on him even before they began to fuck. She had a talented, pliable cunt. The inner muscles closed in a series of concentric rings, working up his prick from root to knob, as if she were jacking him off inside herself.He lowered his head and sucked on a tit-tip.Caroline clamped her thighs around his haunches and locked her heels behind his ass. She had molded her body into a fucking machine. Her thighs were hooks, her groin a cup. She began to pump, sliding an inch or two. Set my ass on fire." Jo spanked his mom for several minutes as her ass got redder and redder. He noticed her pussy was now very wet and she was moaning and loving the ass whipping.He then got behind her doggie style and rammed his cock all the way in her ass as rough as he could. She moaned and told him "That feels so good. I am so turned on with my ass on fire. I want to see your handprints all over my ass." Jo smiled and fucked his mom as hard and deep as he could. He was pounding her ass. I looked at Greg and said, “Well, what are you waiting for, son, get naked and start working on that cock of yours, I am sure it needs some attention by now. He got out of his gym shorts and t-shirt in record time and soon my beautiful b*y was laying next to me, stroking his gorgeous teen cock for all he was worth. He had a grin on his face that made me laugh. I said, “Greg, when I was your age, I was so ashamed about jacking off and so scared about the changes that were happening to me, that I.