Here's another mouthful for you," Spencer hissed as Peri watched his hips flex as his body twitched, knowing he was going off inside her mother's mout...h. She heard a nasty gargling sound as her mother swallowed, her mouth still working up and down on her husband's spitting dick.Peri rolled over again and drifted off to sleep, awakening later by a lewd slapping sound. She rolled over to see her mother on her hands and knees, her big breasts outside her corset and hanging pendulously beneath her,. As her finances and confidence grew she began relying less on cheap Walmart stuff and began going for more stylish, coordinated apparel. The main thing was to look whorish. Mostly her outfits were extremely short, butt baring short shorts, very high heels, skimpy halter tops, poofed out and sprayed bouffant hairstyles, and occasionally short spandex minidresses. Underneath these she always wore her black string bikini, and she kept her shorty robe bunched up in her purse - these items to be. I pushed the play button and stood up, "I'm going to get a cup of coffee. I'll be back in about eight minutes" and as I left the room Jan was starting her tale."It was on your trip to Boston last March. You asked me to go into the office and pick up your paycheck and put it in the bank. I went to get it and it was just about lunchtime and Ron asked me to have lunch with him. I didn't have anything else to do and so I said yes. He took me to Sophie's and we ordered lunch and Ron ordered a bottle. .. right", I tried to console him, "In the mean time, you have me right", I said.With that I raised my skirt, lowered my panties and bent on the dining table.Mom looked at me and rolled her eyes in apparent dismay but uttered "Save some shit for dad, when he comes home he'll immediately demand fresh shit. And you know I can't meet his needs alone", she said.Bhaiya wasn't amused. He lowered his trousers and fished his dick out of his undies."Sumeet, listen to me", said Mom, trying to cajole.