I had to go along. I'm sorry, Mom. I know how much you like it when we all... use... the same pair."Jo slid the drawer closed and regarded her son, pi...king his face up with her hand to look her in the eye. "It's ok, Marky. This is even better. Now I can feel you boys all week." She smiled warmly."You're not upset?" Mark asked."Do I feel upset?" Jo took Mark's hand and slid it between her legs, feeling his warm fingers slide between her thighs and glance against her clit."Oh.... wow," Mark. "I know you like it rough, babe," he said with a wicked grin. I panted hard and shivered with all the feelings of pleasure coursing through me. "If that's the way you want it, then go don't stop fucking me til I say so," I screamed between gasps. Oh god. I was so ready to cum. I knew he felt me tensing up, because he starting pumping even faster. My insides clung to him, relishing every inche of that goodness. I bounced up and down slapping his face with my breats and being slapped in the near. My reflection will hopefully bring reality back into my distorted thoughts. In the mirror, I will see a once handsome, up-beat, intelligent man, in good physical shape, who has a good sense of humor. However, I will also see what the young lovelies see, the wrinkles, age-spots and sags that come with my 60+ years. Four years ago I was widowed after a good marriage of thirty-five years. I freely admit, I do not know how to be single or date in a world that is very different from 1975. I don’t. If the taste of her cunt on his rod bothered her, it didn't show.Joe knelt behind Elaine, and unceremoniously lined his truncheon up with her pussy. He swirled his cock head through the streamers of cum his partner had left on my wife's rear, and then slid his prick deep inside her cunt. My cock strained at my jeans as I thought about the live DNA contained in his special lubricant. Those thoughts were banished from my mind as Joe revealed what he had picked up - a medium sized pink vibrator..