"Sorry, mom. I can't... I need... you so bad!" replied her out-of-control son. "Stop... please, please... Randy stoooooop! Pull out now baby before it...s too late! Don't come in me," begged Jill as she closed her eyes. "Look at me... Mom... it's your son fucking you, I love you Mom!" answered Randy breathlessly. "Oh no! Randy, baby, STOP... no please, God no," Jill screamed as she felt her own climax approaching. "Oh mom, I'm cuuuming... Mom, I love you so, so much!" Randy cried as he pumped his. She barely touched me and there was hardly any animation on her end. It was like making love to a dead fish. As soon as I’d finish, she’d roll over to her side of the bed and go to sleep.So exactly a week later I decided to call out of work to confirm my suspicion. I actually didn’t have any concrete evidence that she was really cheating on me. I was relying more on instinct and on how things got out of its regular routine. So it was a long shot whether or not my suspicions would be confirmed.. . are we ... going to fuck each other lots when we all get home?”Keith nodded again as a he pulled himself into his mother’s soft breasts and closed his eyes as one hand gently rubbed those warm folds of pussy flesh between her legs. At that point Keith felt another naked body pressing into his from behind. Debra Poata had crept into the room and onto the bed and now had her own bare body snuggled into Keith’s bare back. He could feel the swell of her lovely breasts pressing into his skin and. Pauline would never let me have her ass. For five years it was always no whenever I asked, but she wasn't saying shit to this guy that she'd only known for a night. But then, how did I know that? She might have been fucking guys behind my back for a long time now. In the room I heard, "That's it bitch, stick that ass up in the air and let me work a thumb in there." I heard a long, low moan and I had to leave before I went into that room and killed somebody.I was a mess all fucking day. Wisely,.