Her long black hair hung over her shoulder loosely as she opened the door wider and walked into the office, glancing around herself as she stepped thr...ough the door. She smiled at me as she drew closer, the light scene of her perfume wafting in like an aura around her. She held a small dish in her right hand and clutched a pair of knives and forks tightly against the dish with her fingers."Hello Alex. I hope you don't mind me coming by," she said softly."No, it's fine," I said, leaning back in. She gave my cock a cruelly hard squeeze."Don't even think about cumming," she commanded with a menacing tone.Without waiting for a response, she swallowed my length again, and started teasing her own throat.Her command was more effective than she knew. I had been getting quite close to cumming, but her words doused my desire. My mind was flooding with images of pushing her down onto my cock and holding her there to block her airway until she stopped struggling. I pictured myself grabbing her. Then I pushed in again, not even letting her catch her breath but fucking her hard and deep. Mamatha panted and groaned, begging for more, begging for me to fuck her harder.I shoved it in again and began fucking her as a man possessed.”OH YEAH! FUCK ME!” I picked up speed and she knew I was on the brink of an orgasm, just knowing I was going to cum inside her anytime soon. Then my thrusts quickened and I began to fuck her harder.“Don’t stop, I’m going to CUM again!” I knew she was on the edge,. I simply followed the sound and found my mother sat on the sofa with my father stood up in front of her. When I walked around them to have a view from the side, I could see that my mom was giving him a blowjob. Her blonde hair was swinging around all over the place as her head back and forth on my dad's huge cock. She had her hand in between her thighs, rubbing her soaking wet clit furiously.She fixed her vision onto me and pulled my dad's penis out of her mouth but carried on rubbing her.