She leaned forward as she slowly unbuttoned her skirt from the bottom up. Her large breasts practically fell into my lap. She ignored the my hand as I...slowly pumping my hard cock. With each inch of new found freedom, her legs edged wider apart until her skirt was completely unbuttoned, and her knees were spread wider than mine. Then Melissa unfurled the long skirt, spreading it over the table as she stood. Silver white curls escaped the confinement of the elastic bands as she so graciously. Doesn't that just make you want to smash your fist into a wall?" Not a all, no. I took a deep breath, hoping that when I spoke, I could keep from betraying my emotions. It wasn't easy. I winced a little with each cough or gag my mother made. Pat wasn't receiving a blowjob from her. He was fucking her mouth and her throat. Rather aggressively. "What do you want?" I asked. "Honestly, I don't really know," he said. With one hand, he gave my mother's hair a sharp tug. She squealed. Or tried to.. I left her there as I retrieved her handcuffs and KY from the front seat of the car. I pulled her arms back behind her back, and cuffed them together. I squeezed a large gob of the KY jelly onto my gloved left hand and stuck it under her raised skirt. My lubricated fingers slid easily into her very willing ass, I twisted them around inside her tight rear to lubricate it for easy entry. Every movement of my hand was met by moans of sexual delight and longing. With my Codpiece already removed by. " Alicia's relief was obvious. Angique noticed and smiled."Is that a disappointed look I see, honey?" she asked, maliciously. "Would you rather I'd make you strip for him? Or would you even prefer to do it of your own free will, just to please me?" Alicia's eyes were everywhere, but mostly between a rock and a very hard place."Poor Licia," Angique said, touching the girl's arm. "I promise I won't tease you — not tonight." The girl blushed. Her eyes screamed "thank you" from under desperate.