He kept on talking, and Mom squirmed, clearly conflicted about what he was telling her and one boss’s hand kneaded her breast as he kept whispering ...oooh fuck.She moaned, then after a pause just do it other boss push hard almost 9 inch big cock in mom ass and third boss push his cock in mom pussy with that, I saw one boss his hand between her legs, and his face again dipped into her neck and his back flexed as he pushed his buttocks forward slightly. Mom’s eyes opened wide and she shrieked. "You are turning me in to a cocksucker," she complained playfully as she scooted just a bit to gain access to mouth me.I laughed at that comment playfully reminding her of the blowjobs she had described as giving to the men she had chosen to suckle her through the months. I loved knowing that she enjoyed the act, especially in swallowing their cum as it exploded in her accommodating mouth.In the distance we heard the sound of a Harley motor coming up behind us. She sat and glanced in the rear. Our breathing becomes thick, tiny microscopic gasps, filled with knots inside our musky fragrances, mingling, uniting, and making us one. I ask again, do you feel it, Molly?”“Yes, I say as I bite my lip, but I am determined to stay still and willing you to do the same although I can feel your struggle.”“Our eyes filled with lust. Feel our aching, Molly. Feel the trembling or our thighs, the quivering of secret places. Gulps of breaths coming in synch; my exhale becomes the air you inhale.. I smiled at that, I’d heard that terminology before. Nobody in their society seemed to have a job, they all had ‘responsibilities.’ They could be executives or politicians, ‘responsible’ for their ‘portfolio.’ I was learning the difference between the classes, and their mentality. Yet when it came to the basic needs of the flesh, with their wealth they would indulge themselves in whatever they wanted. I was anxious to get into that culture, although I was very nervous. I was confident of my.