BUT OH NO! My Sprog 1 was coming across the deck and my orgasm was beginning to rise and I couldn’t turn back. Just as I erupted in a glorious orgas..., he tried to open the door and began to knock and call out for us! With my husbands face in my pussy, trying to make sure I had a good orgasm, he was unable to talk and I desperately tried to control my voice as I was beautifully climaxing on our kitchen table. With my voice cracking and obviously not in a normal tone, I called out, “Just a. She then jumped in the pool and she and mom started swimming laps together.My curiosity was pushing me to identify Mom's skinny dipping partner. I tried zooming in on the other woman but her face was half hidden in the water at one end of the pool and it was too dark at the other. I needed more light. Eddy the boy genius solved another problem.I fished my house key out of my pants. When mom had installed a garage door opener she had given all of us a remote control for the garage door. The. At that point I told her we were going to take that picture now and she needed to get down on her knees on the bed and spread her ass for me, she said she had her nails done on Weds because she wanted them to look good in the picture I was dying to take. I laughed, she spread wide and I took about a half dozen pictures. I told her to look at them and pick the one she wanted the world to see, she squirmed a little when I said that and chose the one that's in my gallery of her right now, posted. She held me down and drove her hips against my ass. I could feel her cock deep in my colon and could feel her pubic hair abrasive against ass crack. “Stop, stop, you have to stop” I continued demanding and fighting. The more I fought and told her to stop, the harder she fucked me.“Stop, Rhonda, please. You’re raping me. You’re hurting me.” I told her. This sent her over the edge. I knew it would. She pounded harder and harder. When she slipped out, she would unceremoniously shove it back.