”“I don’t like your attitude either. It stinks.”“I can’t help it if my answers go over your head.”“There you go again, Gee-- Ms. Gudap...ati.”“Let’s take it from the top,” she said. She stood, and removed her Burberry blazer, revealing the designer blouse underneath. It was not sheer, but it was certainly fitted. She stretched, and then sat back down. There was a pause. “I believe you were going to say something,” Geeta said. The sheen of sweat on the investigator’s forehead glistened. He licked. This one was a man, youthful in appearance, and shorter. His hair was bleached white with an unnatural type of aging. Standing only a few yards away, he had apparently stopped on his way into town for a snack and noticed them.He was staring at the two and Marcos noticed his mouth moving as he stared intensely at the woman. They both leaned forward to read the secret message on his lips as he frantically spoke.Marcos made out the word just as she did. “…Danger, get away from the man in bla…”. "Mum... unless you want a faceful of cum, you had better slow down" I warned her. "Darling, that is exactly what I want" and with that her mouth was around my cock, sucking even harder than before. I felt my orgasm begin to build and my hips began to thrust at her mouth. I was fucking my mum in the mouth, loving every second of it and so apparently was she. I wrapped my hands in her dark hair and fucked her in the mouth. The first blast of my cum went straight down her throat and then she. We decided to retire to bed until Alison spoke. She had an idea. She wanted to impose some compulsory ground rules for bed. Three rules.First rule. We must spend the night in bed with each other's spouses. Which we all happily agreed.Second rule. We sleep in the nude. Which wasn't a problem as both Helen & I always sleep naked even after our son was born. I always guessed Thomas & Alison did as well.Third rule. FUCKING IS COMPULSORY!!!!! Again I had no problem with that as I was hoping fucking.