The ass was supposedly off limits.I flipped her over , flipped her legs to her shoulders to get full depth with my tongue and hopefully follow with my... cock, There was just enough light to see the trim job.I whispered " I loved her sisters work".She replied same. I started fingering her clit and driving my tongue in and out of her ass & it was getting sloppy but i was deranged horny.Then she said "fuck my ass" I did briefly and came painfully, pulled out and drove my tongue right back in and. .. I got to." Wait, mom!" I shouted hoarsely, finally finding my voice but the line was dead.Mary reached over and hugged me tight. "I'm so sorry, Mark," she whispered."I'm fine," I muttered. I had felt nothing when mom said dad was dead. Hearing the shouts, the bangs, fear was gripping my heart, now. My mom, my sweet, patient, saint of a mom was in trouble. She's never done a wrong thing in her life. Dad probably had it coming. He used to beat my mom all the time when I was a kid. Fuck, he'd. You know he was one of the lucky ones to get invited into my booth. Friday night finally arrived. Tom and I went back to the adult bookstore. Again, Tom watched and took poloroid pictures of me sucking and fucking numerous guys. Tom was a little more active in sucking cock, which I loved seeing and sharing and twice I got him to back his ass to the glory hole as I guided the strangers dick into his rectum. I cleaned his butt of cum both times the guys came in his ass. My husband was becoming a. Joy just sat comfortably and professionally still on Sam's face, allowing her to take it all in.After a long drawn out minute, she stood up.She stared down at Sam, who was softly gasping like a fish out of water."Let that be a lesson to you, bitch. One way or another, you're going to be sniffing up each and every fart that I give you, and you'll be grateful for it too!"Joy sternly lectured her.Sam submissively nodded her head, letting her know she understands perfectly well.Joy then stepped.