The wife chuckled again and said every inch. I heard the wife ask if cindy would like something to drink and she said yeah and I guess they went into ...he kitchen since I couldn't hear them anymore. I just laid back on the bed relaxing and dozed off and woke up when I felt my wife rubbing my cock and telling me too wake up. When I opened my eyes she was sitting there smiling, I asked if she enjoyed me showing off. She leaned down and kissed me and said I would jump you right now but I asked. He got the idea and sank his fingers in me as deep as he could. I started moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I looked over at my husband. It was a good thing the TV was blocking his view. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother's pussy, I don't really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started. ”“Yes, Mother!” I chuckled. “Will do.”I went to the back closet and donned one of the Kevlar balaclava and helmets, and one of the flack coats. It came down to mid-thigh. With the back part of the cabin still blacked out, I slowly unlatched and opened the back door and I walked out into the yard. I walked quickly from man to man all around the perimeter and found one guy still alive. He was in the back of the house and I dragged him to the door by the kitchen. My mom opened the door and I. She looked nice with my cum running down her clit & round her bum hole, we kiss & cuddled for a bit then got dressed & left, I next morning I met her going in to work I new of a little place where we could pull in so we did we kiss then I pull her pants down she said what are you doing I said I'm going to fuck you so I did her in the back of her car when I had shot my load up her I wouldn't give her her knickers back & said you will have to go knickerless she give them to me I said know u are.
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