Ryan glanced at his wife. You have struck gold, man. Gold. His eyes flicked to Becca and my wife, hunger lurking in their depths. I was glad I warned ...lice and Becca. I did not want them fucking this man. I did, I said, asserting myself. Im going to change the world. Ryan nodded. Yes, we are. I want in. You need money for this. It cant be cheap. Lets be fucking partners. I owe you. The things Janet did last night and today. I didnt know there was a slut buried in her. Ryan, giggled Janet. You. ‘This is my mom!’I thought to myself. ‘I can’t be thinking thesethoughts!’When I came back downstairs she was seated on thecouch, legs crossed, arm draped across the backrest,with a glass of wine in her hand. Another glass satwaiting for me across the coffee table, but all I couldlook at were those legs. It was like they grabbed myattention and would not let go. “Thanks Mom” I said,looking up to make eye contact as I reached for theglass. Boy I could. His tongue was sweet, flattening and pushing against her own. She sighed with a wince, feeling the pressure building as her button strained against it's cage. She welcomed the pain.Jack’s cock was in its own cage. His fuckstick was throbbing and pushing against his zipper. Roxanne brought her cigarette to her lips, leaving it dangle. She reached down to unleash Jack’s love. Pulling his zipper down, she could feel the enormous strain. Roxanne reached inside and pulled his pulsing erection out.. She gasped as I placed my mouth over her clit and stuck my nose into her snatch.She continued to expertly suck away at my cock, tugging away at my erection every time she let go to get a breath. I felt her fingers probing my buttcrack and wiggled my legs apart more so that she could get into my crack a bit more. I felt a bit awkward at her probing, but decided that I had just had a cock squirt in my mouth, I might as well give up lying to myself and accept that I might want a cock up my ass as.