She looks nice." She was," I replied, and after a few moments of watching Seth look at my mom's face, I regarded him curiously. "Hey, does she, like, ...remind you of anyone?"Seth looked confused for a moment, but humored my question by studying the picture further, as if he was trying to figure it out."Should it?" he finally asked.I sighed. "No. Never mind."I guess if Seth didn't think that our mothers looked alike, no one would. It was probably me, just seeing things that weren't there. Missing. I had never used this much dirty language with my wife in all the years of our marriage, and this guy was verbally abusing her by the minute.“Mmm, yes, you have such a hot cunt, you big tatted bitch, keep playing with my balls,” he directed her.Suddenly as he was in one of his upward thrusts he pulled my wife down hard on his cock, I thought he would split her into, but no . . .“Of, fuck yes, fill my cunt with your cum, you fucking bastard!” She literally screamed as she was impaled on his cock. I had told her to keep it up even after they had come in and she did. They told us about their day as I sat in a chair and had Kay sit on my cock facing me. As she fucked me I listened to the women talk about shopping, eating a nice lunch, and running into some friends to talk too. When Kay cried out my wife giggled, her mother laughed, and Kay said, “I love your cock, I need your cock, I’ll be your sex slave forever just keep fucking me.”Her mother said, “Don’t shut me off just because you. Lathering my legs she proceeded to shave each leg right up to my pussy. She had me sit on a low bath stool and using a shaving brush, she coated my crotch with a liberal application of foam.She must have noticed how I tensed up, as she scooted closer to me with the razor.“Meg, I won’t cut you. You have to realize I do this regularly as a nurse,” she reassured me. “Just relax. I want to have you completely spotless. It’ll make you more sensitive when we play.”I smiled at her, “Go ahead. I trust.