I tried my best to act nonchalant but I have to admit I was shaking a bit inside because I hoped he liked what he saw."My name is Tom and my mom and I...run a little bed and breakfast down by the fire station. You can crash there and pay later if you're a mind to."He picked up my biggest bag and I grabbed the rest and we chugged out of the station like we knew exactly where we were going. It felt good to have some direction in my life. In all honestly, the only thing I had on my mind was. In part, because there’s no shame on her anymore. It’s the smell of shame in the air that gets me going. I didn’t even take off her panties yet. I’m a patient man. I teach literature. I know that pacing is the golden secret to a satisfactory release. I grabbed her cheeks and parted them, holes still covered by that white plain cloth traced by subtle spots of wetness, and pushed my nose hard inside her. The almost ethereal scent of teenage dampness. She was trembling, softly, and whimpering like. With one or two rubs of his own cock, he would fill his pants. And what about his father, Gary wondered. Why had he stood quietly in the shadows and watched his beautiful wife hungrily suck an eighteen-year-old cock? Why had he not interrupted and brought it to a halt? Why had he stood stroking himself while another man tightly gripped his wife's hair and vigorously fucked and filled her mouth? Was he really the family cuckold? Is that what his mother had exposed? It would seem so!It would take. She wanted those new beads in my ass asap. Before I knew it all 3 balls were in my ass and she was going over all the different speeds of vibration watching me squirm. This was not going as planned as now I had 2 sets of anal beads and a vibrator in my ass when I was only supposed to be sucking this new cock of hers. We both decided that we were going to go to the Weis at the end of town to buy dinner with toys in our asses. I had the original anal beads and she wore the new butt plug. We.