I went back to sucking first one and then the other nipple, my hands I held behind my back to keep from touching her like I wanted. She reached down, ...her hand tangling in my hair as she jerked my head back, the force of it bringing tears to my eyes. “Well you stupid whore even though you do not deserve it I will give you a reward but next time I had better not have to tell you what to do. Do you understand me bitch?” “Yes ma’am I will remember.” “Bitch you will address me as Mistress do you. " Uh-huh. Care Bears or Smurfs?" Uh, Care Bears." Gilmour Girls or Buffy?"Gilmour Girls, he said quietly. "But Buffy was cool when Angel was onit." Would you rather pick flowers or play in the mud?" No fair. I like flowers." Karate class or ballet?" Okay, you're cheating. I took dance." Would you rather bake or fix a car?" I'm not good on cars." Sew or hunt?" I don't kill things!" Jump rope or play tag?"I'm not playing this game anymore." Hopscotch or basketball?" Not playing." A jewelry making. Her pussy was so wet, I had no idea what she had been doing that night, but she was definitely worked up and ready to fuck. She was riding my cock hard, slamming her pussy down on me. She was fucking me hard and fast and grinding her pussy down on me. Grabbing her tits and squeezing them, I pulled them down to my mouth so I could suck and bite on her nipples. This turned her on even more and she started to fuck me even harder.“Oh fuck yes, Oh God, yes, fuck me with that big cock, I need to cum!. I could not believe that I was actually fucking my own mother, the woman I had masturbated over so many times when I watched her sunbathing in our garden, or when I spied on her in the shower. My mom is 34 yrs old and has a very slim figure she is a dance teacher and performs in a chorus line; she has long brunette hair slightly wavy, and small pert tits with nipples like bullets. As I matched my dad’s pace and rhythm I could feel mom getting wetter and wetter, dad went into overdrive.