Dad: look at her now if that not a fuckslut I don't know what is , then mom asked me " so Billy boy , do you like your moms ass." oh fuck yea mom. Mom...: do you want to shove that big, hard, man cock up your mothers tight little shit hole. At this point my eyes are glued to her small muscled ass with a bulls eye, that looked to tiny to put my finger in. Dad: go on Billy give her what she needs fuck the shit outer her.,I walk up to moms ass , she gets down to her elbows resting her head on top ,. My plan to get away didn't work. Jill sighed, sort of a satisfied "Ummhh", then pulled my hand in even tighter, pushing her whole body back into me."Jill." Uhhmm." Jill. You need to get up." Uh uh." Come on, Jill."No response.It was then that I discovered the ultimate way to bring Jill under my control. Better than any mind control story you may have read. Better than hypnotism. Not offers of ice cream, threats of the ping pong paddle. I pulled my left hand back, just above her waist on the. She entered what she thought was a private cubicle where she could change out of her blue one piece swimsuit unseen. She was wrong, her every personal private move was going to be surreptitiously scrutinized in detail by a naked male stranger in the next cubicle. I stroked my erect cock in eager anticipation of her revealing her most intimate body parts to me. She started to disrobe, removing her tight fitting swimsuit. Straps down first then the top of her suit to the waist, immediately. The phone had been ringing when I walked in the front door but the caller had hung-up right before I answered it. It couldn't have been important or they would have left a phone message.Now if I had been a woman in a similar mental state of mind, finding that her husband was fooling around on their anniversary, I probably would have likely smashed most of the good china and maybe even the crystal saved for special occasions, but I decided to be contrary. I instead set the table and decorated it.