“Only if it takes you that long to cum again.”“Maybe we’ll have to see how long it takes you to make me cum again at home,” she hinted.“No... my face is turning red instead of yours.”Sandra let his cock shrink and reluctantly put it back in his jeans. She refastened several buttons on her top, excused herself, and went to the washroom.While Brad waited for her return, he contemplated texting Abby as to what he and Sandra had done. Then told her about the fun they were having and she’d be a good. You motherfucker fuck me………fuck me you bastard………..Fill my pusssy with your meat……Gaaaaaad, give me cock………..”I was stunned. My heat beat heavily in my chest. Sonia’s face was contorted in sexual pleasure.The sexual heat in me compelled me to keep watching my mother masturbating. Suddenly her whole body stiffened. I knew she was cumming.I began to turn away and I stumbled against a chair. The noise made my heart jump and mother opened her eyes. Of course I had moved away but she must have. .." Yes, I'm married. But I have to agree with you — there is a powerful attraction there, Richard. I'm sorry; I'm so confused right now. I have to have some time to think," Rachel pleaded.Richard put his arms gently on her shoulders, and placed a delicate kiss on her lips."I know. I feel the same way. Take your time. Give me a call, I don't want to rush you, or put pressure on you. I guess you can tell the way I feel about what's happened," Richard concluded, as Rachel left.Rachel lost her. In many ways he was the most interesting person in my life.It was a crazy question because every girl in our school knew that Gunther was a perv of the first order. Walking around with his camera. Lurking near the entrance to the girls change room and shower. Of course no one would go out with him."Fuck you," he muttered defiantly but then quickly glanced over to see how I'd react to his new tough guy mode. He was always trying new personas out on me. I simply raised my eyes to the sky.I.