Mark picked me up and put me on my knees on the couch and got behind me. My pussy had gotten so wet it was dripping as he spread me open wide and deep... "Look at her toes curling" one guy observed as they started to laugh. Some guys shifted to my side of the couch to watch my face and to see my boobs shake as Mark started humping me vigorously. I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit, bracing myself on the couch with my other free hand. Mark leaned over me and wrapped his arms around my. My wife told me to touch myself while she pulled and pinched my nipples nipples and talked dirty to me, this usally does the trick. My mind racing with thought of her peeing while I wanked. She asked me what I was thinking about and I rather embarrassingly said I couldn't say. Which just made all the more eager to find out what was racing through my mind. Then I thought here's my chance I spurted it out. I'm imagining you on the toilet pissing while I wank over your breasts! The slight look of. I could see and feel mom lifting and gyrating herself against my hand and now she had closed her eyes while whimpering.“Arr yeesssssssss” mom moanedI held the dildo firmly in my fist and could feel my hand slapping against her fanny lips as I speeded up, but not to hard because she was old and my mom. “Yeesssssssss” Each thrust made a slapping noise and I felt and squeezed her nipple which made mom start to pant even faster.“Arrr, Arrr, Yeeeeeeeeeessss Fuck yes”Her fanny nipped on the dildo as. I think it's been locked on..." I replyslipping out of the bolero."You do surprise me," she says sarcastically stepping up to my back,there's the sound of metal under pressure, then a ping as she cuts thelock. off my dress. "Lie down bitch..." Mistress Thorne?" I ask questioningly, and she pinches my ear from behindand twists."Don't question my orders bitch," she snaps, turning my ear till my eyeswater and I sink to my knees."No Mistress Thorne, sorry Mistress Thorne," I plead, as she release.