His cock started to stir as he watched her slip her shirt up over her head. She reached behind and unhooked her bra letting her 34c breasts free. His ...ock twitched at the site of her perky nipples. As she turned to look at herself in the mirror, she cupped each breast and rolled her nipples between her thumbs and fingers. His eyes were glued to the screen as she undid the snap on her jeans and pulled the zipper down. Slipping her thumbs into the waistband, she slid them down her legs as she sat. He must have felt it too, because he smiled and told me that I was ready.He lowered himself steadily down onto my cock and I felt it slipping deep into his ass. His downward motion continued until I felt his bottom against the tops of my thighs. I was deeply embedded in him and he started to wriggle around on my lap. He was enjoying the sensation of my hard cock in his ass as much as I was. Then Patrice slowly started to raise himself up and my cock started to leave his hot hole. And then down. Fine. She wins. I asked her plainly if she would unlock my chastity device for me. "Ooooohhh of course! you haven't been able to get hard all week, have you baby?" She looked at me as if that rhetorical question needed a response, so I shook my head. She crouched down, bringing her face and hands near my crotch. She began caressing my thighs and hips over my jeans. "And you've been a good boy for me, haven't you baby" She spoke in the tone of voice you use when you talk to a cute puppy.. It was my hypothesis that mother got hot when she is forced to do things that a lady simply would not do. Things that she had always denied herself and needed me, her son, to force upon her. Things that would horrify the church members if they knew.I was still far away from an orgasm and I began to wonder if dad would finally catch his wife and son in a very compromising position. This needed something more drastic to conclude this evenings pleasure. Returning both my hands to the top of her.