My hand was getting wet with his precum as I continued to stroke his cock. I so wanted to pretend like I dropped something just to have an excuse to g...o under the table just to try fitting his cock in my mouth. Jim’s cock started to throb and I knew he was about to cum and I kept going. I really had no idea how he and my husband were carrying on a conversation but they were. They were talking about sports I realized and chuckled slightly thinking to myself, ‘I guess it’s true what they say about. I told Lizzie to order whatever she liked and surprised me. So that night in bed as I was trying to sleep Lizzie sat there, circling items she would like to try.I sort of forgot all about the toys. Then one day I came home early. I walked up the stairs and as I got closer to the bedroom I heard a loud buzzing. I stood in the door way of our bedroom and there lay Lizzie lost in her passion.She was lying on her side; she had a vibrating butt plug in her ass and big black vibe in her sopping wet. "To watch you two ... to do it in front of you! Ohhhh, God, this is so good!" Her ass wiggled as she squatted there, knees flung very wide apart. Her tits shook, her eyes blazing. "Toby ..." she gasped. "Don't come! Please, baby, don't come!”“But I gotta, Mom!" he panted. "You can see how hard I am!”“No, don't come!" she cried, jerking her dripping fingers out of her cunt and standing up. She flung her shirt from her shoulders. She stepped close to her son, jerking his fist off his cock, and. I look over and a few of them wink at me. I smirk; reach my hand up around Isaiah’s neck and pulling his face towards mine. I kiss him lightly and then pull away. “You need a shower,” I say. “Is that an invitation?” he asks me, raising one eyebrow. He turns and starts walking to the locker room. “No,” I call after him. It’s six at night and the Miami air is still hot. I’m dressed in short jean shorts and a sheer top, my long hair hanging in beach waves brushed out of my face. I sit on the.