They used the kitchen table. It wasn’t hard on Beth since Jon was underneath her. After greasing up her ass, she slow sat on her son, Jon’s cock s...inking into her ass. She lay on her back on her son as Todd slid his cock into her pussy.“This is Todd’s first,” Jon whispered into his mother’s ear.Fuck!! Beth groaned to herself. So wrong! Yet even the thought drove her wild.Joe climbed on some books next to the table. Beth bent over and grabbed his cock and began kissing and licking it. Soon Jon. I kicked off my slippers and stepped out of my trousers - not very gracefully, I fear. "If we carry on this way, we won't make it to the bedroom!" I said. "Is the corridor on your lists of places you want to do it?"She laughed, but continued with my shirt, getting it off of me. I was now only wearing socks and boxer shorts - the latter looking like a tent. Laura spotted it of course and moments later she was literally dragging me along by my dick. Not exactly dignified, but huge fun. "Come. Only seconds after the car doors slammed, the front door opened wide, with Mommy Gwen appearing on the front stoop. I ran into her arms, hugging her. She was kissing me in a most unmotherly way, as I discovered that Gwen was dressed (sort of) in one of my dress shirts, one of my completely unbuttoned dress shirts being all she had on. My fingers confirmed her undressed state as they floated up and down caressing her perfect body under the shirt while our lips never lost contact, our only oxygen. He would get the door for me whenever we stopped, going into the ladies room by myself was fun. I would always check my stuff to make sure I was daisy fresh back there. I told him once, that I would need another douche bottle, and he had the cashier ring it up along with whatever else I wanted. I got myself about 7 bucks in candy. He dropped down a medium size butt plug that he had found, me standing there in tennis shoes and stockings really made me feel like his slut.That night at the.