**Chapter 8: Interrupted Climax**

As they reached the peak of their passion, Ms. Thompson's body tensed, her muscles contracting around Sarah's cock as they both let out a release of pent-up tension. The room was filled with the sounds of their climax, a symphony of pleasure and relief. But just as they were surrendering to the moment, the door to the bedroom creaked open, and Sarah's mom walked in. Ms. Thompson's eyes widened in shock as she froze, her body still trembling with aftershocks. She was caught, and she didn't know how to react. Sarah, however, seemed unfazed by her mom's sudden appearance. She simply smiled, her eyes still locked onto Ms. Thompson's, as she continued to ride out her climax. Sarah's mom, a statuesque woman with a kind face and a mischievous glint in her eye, walked into the room with a confident stride. She was dressed in a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a tank top, and Ms. Thompson couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a rather large bulge in her crotch. As Sarah's mom approached the bed, she reached down and stripped off her jeans, revealing a pair of thick, muscular thighs and a bulge that Ms. Thompson couldn't believe her eyes. Sarah's mom was packing a massive cock, one that looked eerily similar to Sarah's. Ms. Thompson's jaw dropped as she stared at Sarah's mom in shock. She had never seen anything like this before. "Ah, sweetie, I see you're getting along with Ms. Thompson," Sarah's mom said, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I couldn't help but overhear the sounds of pleasure coming from this room. I have to say, I'm a bit jealous." Sarah laughed, a throaty sound that seemed to vibrate through Ms. Thompson's entire body. "Mom, you're something else," she said, shaking her head. Sarah's mom walked over to the bed and sat down beside Ms. Thompson. She reached out and gently stroked Ms. Thompson's face, her touch surprisingly gentle. "Don't be shy, Ms. Thompson," she said. "I've been where you are. I've been in your shoes, and I know exactly how you're feeling." Ms. Thompson looked up at her, unsure of what to say. "It's my turn now," Sarah's mom said, a sly glint in her eye. "Sarah, why don't you go get Ms. Thompson's cock ready for me? I think it's time I got in on the action." Sarah grinned, a mischievous look on her face. She climbed off the bed and walked over to Ms. Thompson, her hands reaching out to gently stroke Ms. Thompson's cock. As Sarah stroked her cock, Ms. Thompson felt a surge of excitement. His cock began to grow, lengthening and thickening in Sarah's hands. The sensation was intense, and Ms. Thompson couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Sarah's mom laughed, a throaty sound that seemed to vibrate through Ms. Thompson's entire body. "Ah, I see you're a quick learner, Sarah," she said, her eyes locked onto Ms. Thompson's cock. "Make it bigger and harder for me, sweetie. I want to see what you're working with."