She was startled, as she was not in the least interested in using a knife as a weapon, and certainly not on a ferocious animal in the process of attac...ing her. As he mentioned the knife he thrust his thick prick deeper into her, heaving with the powerful jabs into her stretched anus, letting the grip of the tight sphincter ring on his penis pump at the base of the thick fuck-pole. She was admiring her kneeling figure in the wall mirror as the attractive muscular nude Italian kneeling behind her. He then said something to his wife, kissed her and then went over to the friend and started kissing her also, which went on for some little while and then he just left! The mum was still playing with her pussy, as the women chatted about something and the friend put her baby in it's pram. I thought that had to be it for this session, but oh no, the friend started taking her clothes off, when she was naked she left the room and the mum then took her clothes off and also left the room. Nothing. "Yeah, I knew you were a slut. I've seen you looking. That's right; clean it all up nice and good." When he had enough he got dressed and left. I hid out of the way and watched my mom dress after he had left. She didn't clean her pussy up at all. She just put her bathing suit bottoms back on and her shorts over them. When she was done she straightened her hair and tried to make it look like she didn't just get fucked.When she was done I said, "Hey Mom, why aren't you outside?" Ahhh... God, Eric. Something was wrong with his cock. Donnie rolled over, jumped out of bed, and pulled down his boxer shorts to examined himself. His cock was hard, very hard. It was not any longer, but it was swollen fat and ached terribly. It was the worst case of blue balls he had ever experienced. He urgently needed to cum. Donnie rushed to his bathroom, pushed his boxers down to his ankles, and began to masturbate aggressively. He tightened his hand around his hard cock and pounded away. Images of his Mom.