I continued rubbing her clit and pussy through her panties. By now they were dripping from her lubrication.I slid a finger under her panties and strok...ed it up along her outer lips. I felt for her clitoris when I reached the top. I rubbed and stroked it when I found it. Jenny was wiggling and squirming from my stroking. She moaned every time I stroked her clit."Jenny, can I see your pussy?" I rubbed her clit quicker to help her decide. "It'll feel really good." I promised."If I take them off, we. ''Mother. One more word... ''Whatcha gonna do, Gwen?'I exploded out of my seat, flew across the room and slapped my mothers knuckles with an ink pen ruler. I swear my feet never touched the floor. I was seated in my chair before mom reacted. She had a shocked expression on her face as she grabbed her injured hand ... the blood dripped.For those of you who don't recall ... because you're young enough for ballpoints ... exactly what an ink pen ruler is ... I'm gonna tell you, pay attention lest I. Ana and I danced a few pieces and had some margarita shots.As we were sitting at the bar, a giant black guy came up to me and asked if he could dance with my wife. She looked a bit fuzzy after so many drinks; but she smiled to the black guy and accepted. They went out on the dance floor. Ana was showing her white skin dressed in a tiny green lime dress with high heels.Soon they were really getting into the dance. Tyrone, the black man, had his heavy hands on her ass rubbing it as they danced. I blacked out. When I came to I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the master bedroom. My wife’s moaning was loud and in a constant rhythm, ever now and then the bed would creak, and I could faintly hear the sound of bodies slapping together. There was blood dripping from my face onto my chest and stomach. Looking around I couldn’t see anyone else in the room, so I started trying to escape again. I don’t know how long I struggled, but eventually I got one of my arms free. .