Mo’s hand joined Betty’s, gently squeezing my balls.“Who do you want to fuck?” Betty asked.“I… I…”“I think you should have Mo,” Be...tty concluded. “Here, on the couch. I’ll go and get some more drinks.”As she disappeared into the kitchen area, Mo pulled her top off to reveal the full majesty of her still-firm breasts. I pulled the elastic waistband of her skirt and it was around her ankles in a nanosecond, followed by her panties, which she removed herself with great dexterity.Mo sat on the edge. I was starting to get frustrated though, even more so as I could start to tell my Mom was feeling relieved with each passing day. It was obvious that she was simply going through the motions to some degree; she was likely terrified of getting fucked in front of me but even more afraid of betraying the deal we had made. Though we continued to try Chat Avenue, I was ready to extend our search. I started browsing seedier porn sites without my Mother's knowledge. I had arrived at the point where I. I groaned with pleasure. He fucked me, ever harder. Another cock was beside my face, this was black. The black cock glistened wet. Wet from Marta. A hand held my head to stop me from turning away. They didn’t need to, I opened my mouth, and took it all. I tasted Marta, musky. Then the cock throbbed, and the guy came in my mouth, he pulled his cock away, a final ejaculation hot, jetted onto my face. A soft mouth replaced the cock, a tongue wormed its way into my mouth. I opened my eyes, to see. I was imagining Kara is run her hand between her legs rubbing her panties making them wet. I feel Sara's hand on my knee this is something she does So now Im thinking about Jean's panties and what Sara may want to do. Kara and Jean say we will be back we are going to the restroom. After about 15 minutes Sara says I'll be back I'm going to see where they are.When she walks in she can hear them she looks in the mirror and see that they kissing they both have their hands down their panties so she.