"Chris, Chris, it doesn't matter. We're not angry or upset." But mom, what you were doing with dad, him in your ass, didn't it hurt?"Joanne sat back s...tunned. So the door had been open. Chris had watched John fuck her in the ass. It just happened to be their most intense anal adventure ever. She still felt a little bit sore. Joanne knew this was an important moment. How she handled this could affect Chris for life. She had to make sure he realized anal sex was just a natural part of some. I was rock hard and as long as I could get. She would glide up to the tip of my glans and then slowly glide down until I was balls deep inside her like she could read my mind. I was doing pretty well in terms of stamina earlier in missionary. Not that her pussy didn't feel amazing. And even with these rhythmic strokes of hers I was doing well. Here was the problem ... with the lights on I saw her long black kinky pubic hairs slick with that pussy cream I was describing earlier gliding along my. Every last inch of his cock is in my mouth and I give him one long solid hard suck pulling him out of my mouth and back down hard again. I repeat the process all the while I move my hips teasing Ryan knowing he is watching my ass move for him. Chris’s fingers find my hair and move to help guide me over his cock; I find a steady quick pace over the length of him. His moans start to increase with the pace. I begin my own hums over him which sends jolts of shock into his cock making it jump deeper. Her silky pussy massaged my tip. That silky friction built and built my bliss. The ache swelled. I wanted to cum in her so bad. My heavy balls smacked into her taint. I held off. I wanted her to orgasm on me first.I wanted to feel her hot cunt writhing and spasming on my cock.She gasped and groaned beneath me. She held my dick tight in her wonderful snatch. I kissed her with passion. I buried hard into her cunt. I plowed into her over and over. I enjoyed her. Loved her. I reveled in the thrill.