Shweta on seeing my hands feeling for the cock base got up and tried to ride Rohit. She got up and finally Rohit had his pussy. Shweta screamed as Roh...t’s big cock entered her pussy. She was now riding him hard and Rohit was sucking my boobs. He was going hard at my boobs and I tried to reach my pussy to finger. An idea struck me then of face sitting on him. So I broke his hold on my boobs and sat on his face and started jumping on him. Rohit was having a ball now as two hot and wild women were. She had sensed my urgency and her hand had stilled on my cock, just squeezing it lightly and very gently easing my foreskin back so she could lightly rub my glans with one of those fantastically cool fingers. The gulp of beer I had swallowed and the brief respite she had given me enabled me to go off the boil. I hitched my hips forward a fraction pushing my cock up through her hand, giving her the signal to carry on. With practiced ease her hand resumed its motion, slowly wanking and squeezing. "I stared wide-eyed at her. "That sounds kind of spooky."Mom laughed at the look on my face as she got up to do the dishes. "Or you could just have an over-active imagination like your deadbeat Dad used to have."Yeah. Good old, deadbeat Dad and his over-active imagination who turned out to be a nineteen-year-old shelf stacker named Shelly who had a ridiculous pair of, what my buddy Steve called, funbags on her.But I was sure this dream had been different. There was just something about the girl. "Larry ignores me and the kids are driving me crazy. If I don't get away from them, I'm going to do something awful. I just know it." Calm down, sweetheart," her mother said. "It's going to be all right. Come on down, bring the kids and let them stay here for a couple of days. I think you and Larry need to work on your marriage, and you can't do it with four youngsters running around. Go out of town somewhere, just the two of you and if he doesn't want to go, go by yourself." OK, see you in a.