It didn't take long for the loving strokes to overwhelm me, for the pressure to build. It didn't take long for my eyes to clamp shut, for my body to s...tiffen. And it didn't take long for the powerful spurts of my thick, grey-white jism to erupt across the sink.Mom kept stroking me as I shot, even though my glans was super-sensitive right then, and my body twitched and jerked each time her hand passed over it. She milked me dry with her fingers, squeezing the last, sluggish drops of cum out of my. Knock knock, I opened the door, as I let him in he shook my hand and then went straight to my wife to give her an hello kiss. Monica usually a little shy was covered under the sheets sitting at the bed headboard. We started chatting as it was between 1 or 3 months since James last fucked Monica, chatted about anything and setting a relaxing atmosphere, some drinks until as usual, James stripped off in front of us and went to shower. On his return he was already half hard, his cock pointing. He spun her around and pushed her over the hood of the car. She felt her skirt go up and her panties were torn down to her ankles. ‘My turn now,’ he said. She felt his hand in the middle of her back, keeping her down on the hood of the car. She tried to turn and look back at him, but he was pressing her down too hard. Then she felt it, the head of his cock, rubbing up and down the length of her slit, spreading her juices. ‘Is this what you want?’ he said. ‘Yes,’ she gasped. She tried to push. There was another van out there beside ours. It was a brand new onebelonging to the teenaged sons and daughters of the Bigsmire's.Learning of the news I saw a few of Jon Bigsmire's sons and daughtersemerge from the house heading now for their own van they were shoutingand waving obscenities at my brothers and sisters now and I hurriedover to see what the fuss was all about."What's going on?" I asked.My littlest sister Mary said,"Mommy's been dared to race them. If wewin we don't have to clean.