”I stood up, wildly stroking my cock for my mom. “This is how I would fuck you, mom.”She was moaning, ‘oh god honey, oh yes, I would love to... have your cock fucking me like that…I can only imagine how it would feel. Your big, hard cock pounding my pussy, you telling me how much you love your mom’s pussy. I would talk so dirty to you, I would say anything you like to make you give me big loads of your jizz.’I did not say anything more to her as I was now caught up in the lust of the moment. . There was very little to differentiate them from an evening social gathering of friends. In fact, Rebecca thought of the spontaneous card parties her parents hosted or went to while she was growing up. It seemed no one really planned them. Friends simply dropped in for a cup of coffee and ended up at the table with a fistful of pinochle cards. The kids, if there were any in the company, would settle for playing Crazy Eights or Euchre. Later they graduated to Rummy and Canasta. The adults almost. Clark and his wife were on the cruise. I knew better, I swear I did. I just couldn't help myself. I was kicking myself before I even spoke, but I meekly suggested, "Would you like me to watch the kids while you're on vacation sir?" I sometimes say the dumbest things!He stared at me for a moment. I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what he was thinking. "You couldn't handle my kids." It was written all over his face, and I was reasonably certain that he was right. But I had that damned. I tried to close them, but her arms were still holding them open. I knew from the angle of the bed to the door that he had a good view of my open pussy. I also realized all he could see of my head was from my eyes up over the top of her ass. The lower part of my face was hidden between her legs."Did you enjoy the show?" she asked him coyly."Didn't get to see it all, but the part I watched I liked it very much," he said to her."This is David. He's my boyfriend," Becky said as she rolled over.