The minute Emma was out the door after I had returned home, I made myself comfortable and played back my handy work on the wide screen TV. Emma, thin...ing she was alone (and I suppose technically she was) sprawled herself out on the sofa and put on a spectacular show for me, which was now the reason for my desire to give myself a nice slow hand job. However, Emma had told me before she left that a school friend had popped round for a discussion about their homework, and just as I began stroking. She just snickered. "I don't think so Dickie. You're all tied up. And oh, yeah, now you have this thing. hanging from your butt. How does that feel?" She stepped behind him again to find the nozzle of the plug and gave it a few more squeezes. He cried out in pain. "Aww. Does that hurt?" She asked as she squeezed again and again."Geez. You're ripping me open! Stop! Quit it! Stop!" I don't hear you begging," she said matter of factly. "I don't hear you begging at all." She gave the plug. My mom took her shirt of and revealed her big tits. Josh was sucking and playing with my mom's boobs while she undressed herself and Josh. My mom went down on her knee's and started sucking the BBC of Josh. It was so hot to watch how she deepthroated Josh his big cock. She was sucking like a pornstar. Then she laid on the bed with her legs up and Josh started eating my mom's pussy. She started moaning like a slut. Josh got up and grabbed her thighs and rammed his bbc in her He was fucking like. " She said disappointedly. I had dodged a bullet! I went up stairs and put on restrictive jeans and a tee shirt, my trunks would show a boner for sure. I told the other parents that I was done with the pool for the day.While I was cooking, Lindsey just sat and talked to me and Karen. It may as well been three adults talking, we were discussing music, as in pop culture. Lindsey had, as it turns out similar taste on music as I did, Karen was a die hard country and western lover and Lindsey and I.