She “purred” as we locked eyes and began to fuck, matching each other, stroke for stroke. She was still staring at me when she whispered “I can�...��t believe I’m fucking my own sons big hard cock, God, I’m such a slut”. I was so turned on, just because it was my own mom that I was fucking. We were both grunting and groaning and sweating and trying to get my cock as deep in her as we could. I could feel an overwhelming orgasm building in my balls and I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She began. .uh...I have a...boyfriend." I stammered out. He didn't move. But a smirk spread across his face."I know." I was amazed. How could he possibly know? Before I could question him he pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was rough but at the same time I couldn't help enjoying it. I found my hands were not pushing him away but pulling him closer. He finally pulled away."Who...who are you?" He moved his hand and rolled up his sleeve, revealing a scar in the shape of his pentagram on his shoulder.. I want to play more. I don’t want this to be a one time thing. I want to be your regular, slutty whore. If Tom doesn’t want me this way then you can have me whenever you desire. How about that?”“Carole, anytime and anyplace. You are a fabulous lover. We shouldn’t do this but that only makes it so much more exciting. Doesn’t it?”“I am not a fabulous lover, I am a fabulous fuck, a fabulous dirty, nasty, slutty fuck. I can get love at home. I need more from you. I need you to teach me everything. I didn't quite run to be 'hiding' behind Julia for when Chloe arrived, but I did rush up to Julia and put my arm around her."That bad?" asked Julia."Impossible. She's insane. I don't want to put up with her crap any more." I could hear her shoes running down the stairs (she hadn't even removed those)."Get rid of her forever?" Yes please."Julia called out, "In the kitchen, Chloe!"Chloe came running in, skidding to a halt when she saw so many people.Julia looked at Chloe for a second or two, then.