As she begins to lick at the quivering muscle she moves one of her hands up between my legs to cup my balls, and from there out along the root of my c...ck. Slowly, full of purpose and resolve, she moves her hand back and forth whilst she works her tongue on my ass. Pressed against the wall, my breathing hard and fast, I rise up on my toes as I feel my thigh muscles begin to tighten. It takes less than a minute before the thick rope of cum gushes from me to make a long wet mark on the wall. My. (Cotey)"N...mmm...no. I'm good." Mom walks to the kitchen, which is completely exposed to the living room, and bends down to get a bag of coffee from under the counter. With this, her breasts hang freely and fall against her shirt. The nipples are pushing to get out. Then, she turns around and stands on her toes to reach a coffee mug on the top shelf of our cabinets. Her calf muscles are visually strained and her butt clenches up as she reaches. I'd offer to help, but my erection and the sight. She noted the time on her clipboard and waited asthe panel door from the laboratory hissed open. She pushed a loose blondehair back into place and stepped out into the corridor. As she headed along the gangway, towards her cabin, she was suddenlyaware of another presence, something watching her, something near. She turned, caught a glimpse of a single green tentacle and then,catching her heel in the steel grating of the gangway, fell backwards onthe steel platform, knocking the breath from. I arrived at 8.00 pm, to find the party in full swing and about thirty people present. I squeezed through the crowded kitchen and made my way to the living room, meeting Emma along the way. She kissed me full on the lips and whispered "Still can't get over the excitement of last Saturday night, it was awesome!" Where is Eleanor?" I asked."She is in her bedroom!" Emma replied.So I continued but now heading for Eleanor's bedroom. In case someone else was in there with her and possibly undressed.