“But am I going to have to sleep on the sofa ... if there is a sofa?” I was only being half facetious.“I don’t think so,” she answered and l...eaned into me and kissed me on the lips.I was just a bit startled, but quickly recovered and pulled her into my arms for a much more passionate kiss. She didn’t resist.When the elevator opened we stepped on and hit the button for the ground floor. As the elevator began to move we fell silent. I don’t know what my mom was thinking, but I was wondering how. He picked her up by the hips and lowered her onto his throbbing cock and provided to have her ride him. I could hear his cock making wet sucking noises as he took advantage of the cum I left for lube.I was still watching her slight frame bounce up and down when I heard my wife howling in orgasm as guy 2 and his large dick sent her into orbit. He was pounding her like a jackhammer (which she loves) and when she was in the middle of her orgasm he let out a series of grunts while unloading his cum. “No!” I snapped as I reached to retrieve my dress from him. Just as I grabbed for the dress, he grabbed me, firmly backing me against a wall. He started to kiss my lips once more as I tried my best to pull away. I was no match for him however. The more I fought, the more he smiled, and the more I attempted to catch my typical attitude, the more turned on he became. He continued to hold me with his firm hands as I tried desperately to pull away. My thin body was no match for his strength. “You. However, there was no newspaper blocking her view, so she repeatedly looked over at what Alan was doing.By this time, Susan had her hands behind her head, as if she were under arrest. It occurred to her that Alan hadn't told her to strike that humiliating pose, but she'd done it on her own, perhaps because he inspected her like this every morning.Even as Alan probed her pussy and ass, Susan whispered to her daughter, "Angel, what's happening here?! Don't you find what Tiger's doing to me a bit.