." Oh, so now you don't like my touches?" laughed Ashley, and the girls followed her lead."Shut up, you slut," cried one girl."You know you like it," ...spat another."Bitch!" Whore!" Cunt!" Stupid backstabbing dick sucker!"It was obvious that Laura was cracking under the pressure. Her entire face was red, and her pussy juice ran wild down her legs, that were still so tightly bound. Through the rains of abuse, Ashley still fingered Laura's tits, circling them, with her wet finger, plucking them,. I hadn't even known it was a student until the very end. As for my wife, well, that was another matter. Playing along with an obscene phone call she'd understand as a good bit of harmless fun. The prospect of a student aggressively seeking me out and getting herself off? That would likely be a bit more threatening. Needless to say, the weekend dragged a bit as I replayed the conversation in my head and pondered over and over again who it might be. I had hoped that Saturday night might bring a. Husain came home at 7:30 pm, and we both started drinking rum. I called for my mom, and she came out wearing black track pants with a blue superman t-shirt. She served us food.As she bent to serve some food in Husain’s plate, she gave a perfect view of her cleavage. Husain could not stop ogling at her boobs. I noticed him noticing my mom whole night and could see the lust in his eyes- the lust to fuck my mom. While talking to him, he brought the topic of my mom.He jokingly asked me, “Don’t you. So i slowly started to fuck her feeling her clench and rub my dick with her pussy. I pulled almost all the way out then plunged back in. I did this repeatedly and worked up speed soon i was fucking her pretty hard and she was moaning more than any other girl i have heard. I then pulled out and instructed her back over to the edge of the river and told her to get on all fours. I moved behind her once again and put my dick back into her little pussy i started back into her and once again worked.