We immediately fell onto the couch, and I fingered her to several more orgasms. Finally the bottle came out. We still have it, in a box in the garage.... If anyone finds it, we'll have to make up some story about some romantic reason for keeping it. No one would believe the real story. And I have a hard time believing that we are going to publish this and tell the world. She sucked me off that night, a rare event in itself. I absolutely flooded her with juices that I had been saving up all night.. “Water’s finally ready, so we can poach our eggs,” he observed. Sweat dewed upon his chest from the heat of the kitchen, his skin glistening. One by one, he cracked four eggs into the boiling water.Things moved too quickly for him now to distract himself with narration, so he flipped and sauteed in silence as I watched, growing hungrier and hornier. His focus lay on the food, and mine on him. While the ingredients cooked, he prepared his presentation. Once the English muffins were golden brown,. She obliged. I rewarded her with a tender kiss or piece of decedent chocolate as a small reward. After she was ready I put on a leash with a chain, applied nipple clamps on her tits and clamps on her pussy lips. She knelt before me serving me. After some time I bent her over my knees and inserted a 2 inch vibrating butt plug into her ass hole after I reamed her with my tongue. Then I inserted a vibrating egg into her pussy. The remotes were in my pocket and at any moment I turned them on. The guys told us that they would let us free if she satisfied them and had an session then and there. I was so shocked and so was she.“Not in front of my son”, mom said and asked me to go out. But the guys said, “no, you should watch her getting banged”.I was scared as well as a little horny watching my mom being a feast for some random guys. Soon the guys started playing with her boobs from both sides. They were calling her dirty words and she was just standing there without any emotions.