“Mark,” she gasps.Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, bracing herself against the overwhelming pleasure she feels. Mark continues to finger her and bri...gs his thumb to her clit, applying pressure to the sensitive bud. He rubs it mercilessly, making Karen moan loud and finally relinquish what little control she still has over herself.She cums violently with her whole body seizing up. Karen yanks at his hair, making him wince in discomfort as she draws him close and explodes around his fingers. Her. Christ! Please just be putting it away!Karen saw him staring and smiled. "Like it?" she asked. "I don't want tofind out you've been giving my best friend Becky a hard time."Tom gulped and sent a pleading look in Becky's direction. Please don't sayanything he silently moaned."You better finish up the vacuuming. It's getting late. Don't want mom tobe annoyed with you."Tom nodded and hurried from the room. Karen called after him. "Becky and Iwill have a little talk about how you behaved."Tom. It was only when the motorbike didn't seem to be disappearing into the night that the realisation hit me: it was her vibrator. And from the sounds of things it was powerful; probably a mains-powered wand.Once again I was enrapt as I listened to her altering the speed of the machine to suit her thoughts. The buzz would fade in and out and change pitch as she rolled it around her pussy lips and clit, making a sound like a bee caught in an a****l's mouth. The drone would occasionally all but. “I’m not dressed for going out,” she objected.“We’re not exactly in evening dress,” I replied, “and your wardrobe is just through that door there.”I pointed to her bedroom door.“You could be changed inside fifteen minutes, five if you don’t need to shower,” I said, “and in the meantime we call all sit here and talk about you.”“That’ll be a short conversation then,” she said, as she stood up and disappeared into her room.It was nearer twenty minutes when she re-emerged, clean and sweet smelling,.