Now this is a story of the Reverse happening to me (real story no BS). One particular day I took the subway to reach my usual stop at Park Street, aro...und 15 mins away.The train was not particularly crowded but as there were no seats I had to stand.At the next stop 3 married women got in. They were all middle aged and in sarees, must have been between 30-35 I guess. Since there was nothing too interesting in the group I let my mind drift to other things. After a few minutes I felt something on. She closed her lips around my shaft as if holding onto the core of my being. I gently pushed inside her mouth, then pulled back as far as she allowed. We repeated this process over and over. It felt amazing.I glanced across the room: Dan’s mother had removed his boxer shorts and was sucking on his hard cock. Both mothers were in control.I caressed my mother’s body but I float miles above earth as we commit the sin of sins. I slipped a hand inside the back of her elasticated short skirt and. “You know the junction of utility corridors between the kitchen and front of the hall?”I knew it well. It served as a social nexus for the servants, especially when they were denied the great hall for social use. There was enough space that people might chat or throw down some blankets and fuck, being a part of the bustle that was Oak Leaf’s back corridors, without disrupting work that must be done. Much of the kitchen could see the space and there was sufficient room for bystanders. I’d spent. She brought a black silk scarf and put it around my head, covering my eyes.I felt her naked body riding mine. Her wet pussy lips were sliding up and down over my hard cock. Suddenly Laura lifted her body for a moment and then I asked her which kind of surprise she had for me...But she kept silence and held me down onto the mattress.I was still inquiring about the surprise, when I let out a loud scream, as a huge lubricated dildo entered my ass in a swift motion. I heard this crazy bitch.