... I heard yelling when I pulled up and went around to the side of the house to see what the fuck was going on. He says....I saw everything through t...he blinds. I am blushing and freaked out, I tell him to get in the house in case someone drives by. We walk into the living room together, me covered in drying cum and sweat and my best friend. My black lover lays on the couch and smiles, we made some noise huh?...and laughs! I tell Terry I need to talk to him privately, he just says I need a. Holding his stiff cock in his hand forcing my lips to part he plunged into me, making me let out a yelp of moans. My lips stretched desperately to accommodate his massive dick fucking deep inside me. I grabbed his arm- his hair- anything that I thought would relieve the pressure of him inside me to no avail. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He continued to thrust harder and harder letting out slight moans of pleasure and desire. He rolled me on top of him grasping onto my waist and guiding me up and down on. Amid the pile I could see the same panty. It was lying atop the pile of freshly washed clothes. Ready to be worn.I went there to have a closer look. The panty had stain marks, though noticeable only if one sees carefully.Nikhil came on his mother's panty and then carefully kept it back with the cloth pile, so that she would wear it. I couldn't imagine our son's mind could work like this.I was oscillating between feelings of anger and arousal!!When I saw Nikhil, though he was in his usual self,. I was shocked when my fingers made contact with my pussy because it felt as if there was a hot, sweltering swamp between my legs. When my fingers brushed over my clit, I knew I wouldn't be able to last long because it felt as if I was already right on the edge. With one hand, I pinched my nipples hard while the other concentrated on rubbing little circles over my clit.Out of the far reaches of my subconscious mind, I could hear Alyssa moan and I knew she was touching herself again as she.