Sure enough she was ready for me and my cock slid in easily, stretching her fuck-tunnel as I entered. Her eyes rolled back and she moaned “Oh baby, ...that feels so fucking good! Your cock is even bigger than your father’s, slide that monster in me and give me your cum baby!”I didn’t need any further encouragement and I couldn’t hold back anyway, so I slammed my cock deep into mom’s cunt and gave her the fucking she craved. The sensations were fantastic, as I could feel every ridge on my cock. I explained how Mom caught me right after and our conversation including the dirty panties she keeps leaving for me.“Oh, my God,” Donna said when I finished up. I could hear her excitement from her shallow breath and imagined her heaving tits with stiff nipples sticking out of her top. “You have to bring a pair when you pick me up.”“Um ... okay. So, you are into this? If Mom wants to get with us?” I asked just to be clear.“Yeah ... Aren’t you?” she asked knowing the answer. “Just promise me you. She was pretty out of it. Everything felt surreal. Her head was spinning and her attempts to regain control were getting more and more weak. Feeling a hand roughly tugging at her undies, she gave a small yelp. They were yanked down and her pussy was completely exposed. The humping became more frantic. The German Shepard was mostly hitting between her thighs, missing his mark completely. It didn't matter to the cheering crowd, however, they were just happy to get a show. Whimpering and sobbing. After an hour or so I had just about finished my cold coffee when the two people I was watching stood to leave. He put his arms around Cynthia and then tried to kiss her but she pulled away shaking her head. Apparently, she wasn’t ready to go the extra step, at least not in public. Cynthia left, got into her chariot, calling that Mercedes a car was an insult, and pulled away. Good thing, I thought as I made a quick exit to the men’s room. Coffee doesn’t normally run through me but after.