“Think about fucking mommy, fuck your mama!” she urged me. That pulled the trigger and I was engulfed in the reverie of screwing mother.I cried ou...t my thoughts and deepest desires and most secret of lusts. “Yes, mom Susan fuck me! I love you mom, I need you! I have to... I have to...”“Yes, Baby! Cum in mama, squirt it all into mommy’s tummy. Do it, Darling! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOWW!”We were cumming together, mom/Sylvie and me, a wild and chaotic pistoning in her cunt by my out of control cock. Son. You will do as you are told and refer to them as Sir and Madam. Jean, there is an outfit for you upstairs, we will start with Carol in the bedroom, Don in the kitchen and Jean at the bottom of the stairs.’Jean descends the stairs in a very revealing maid’s outfit that hardly covers her bottom, black fishnet stockings and stiletto heels. She is carrying a feather duster and playfully twirls it around my crotch. ‘Right, let’s get started’ I say, ‘Jean; I want you to dust the stairs and be sexy. I saw a lot of leg and when Kathy got out - she saw me, smiled spread her legs and I saw a brief flash of her naked pussy. She quickly closed her legs and was helped out buy the best man, who put his hand on her ass, squeezed and pushed her out of the car, she laughed, turned and helped Wendy out - waved and walked into the church.The wedding went off with out a hitch, a couple funny moments but nothing too crazy. After the wedding I saw Kathy for a couple of minutes. She came up and gave me a. Even from here I could see the puffy outlines of her hairy cunt pressing against her pink cotton panties. She bent over a little to fold her pants onto a chair next to her and then stood up on wobbly legs to pull her panties off.Just then, I noticed some movement in the trees behind her in the dark. Someone was there -- watching Donna strip down. I just froze on place. I don't know why. I could make out the silhouette of a man in the shadows although I couldn't see what he looked like -- except.