I looked over at Bettina’s bed and saw that her feet were making unusual movements. She was laying on her side with her back to me with one of her l...gs tucked up and it kind of looked like she had one of her hands between her legs. I was really not sure but it looked like she was masturbating as well. I pretended to sleep, breathing deep, and after a few minutes her moments became stronger and stronger. Even if she was doing it very quite there was no doubt any more ‒ she was. She fondled his testicles. They were ugly and wrinkly.“Take your time,” Tim said. “There’s nothing to be scared of. Just act like it’s my finger.”Amy leaned down and put her tongue on his ‘finger’. Tim sighed. It didn’t look like a finger, but it did make it easier to think of it as a finger before she touched it.Amy licked it and Tim said ‘um’ in a dreamy way. She put her mouth over it and sucked a little. His peter tasted funny. Not like a finger.Tim groaned. His balls tightened. Weird, Amy. He held it just at the opening to her slit. It was wet with moms juices then he rammed it in her. Mom let out a small cry and arched her back meeting his thrust. Now dad started to fuck her.I had never seen anything like this before. My moms pussy, my dads hard cock moving in and out. Moms hips rising up to meet his every thrust. The smell of her pussy along with the sounds of his wet dick sliding in and out of her cunt as his balls slapped against her ass overwhelmed my senses. It was too. With one more thrust I burst through into her womb. A pleasing, yet painful moan escaped her lips when I started thrusting in and out of her. She bucked her hips into mine with each thrust, but yelled for me to stop. Just as I told her I wouldn’t, I kept relentlessly pounding into her, forcing her head into Joe’s gut with every inward thrust. It didn’t take long for my balls to tighten and send waves of pleasure throughout my body as I began to release deep inside Paula, beyond her cervix.