But a bit of me does not want to and stops me. You get that? Its not guilt but, oh I don’t know. Give me time, OK?”“Yes, I see, its not a proble..., we go slow.”“I don’t want to go slow I want to go fast but I can’t. What’s going through Mom’s mind is anyone’s guess at the moment, I mean she was almost slowing as much as me.”“She’s very attractive still, you can see where you get it from.”“Just hope I am still as pretty as her when I am her age.” She was in a world of pain Suddenly she said “Play. I felt his tongue on my pussy and I leaned into his face. His tongue licked up one side of my pussy and down the other, pausing to flick my clit on every pass. I rotated around and, still pushing my wet pussy into his face, began sucking his pulsating dick. His tongue was moving faster and faster and I corresponded by sucking his cock harder and harder. We both came together in a moaning of “yes, yes, yes.”After another round of Tequila, Bill said, “Screw the fourth quarter, how about we all. ’ He rolled her over onto her back and knelt between her legs, reaching out to open her jeans. She caught his wrists. ‘I said don’t!’ ‘And you meant yes.’ He attempted to get his wrists free, and she dug her fingernails into his flesh, a thing he didn’t like at all. After a few seconds of silent struggle, he had her pinned to the bed, both of her hands unable to stop his free one that pulled down her zipper. ‘Now, you know I’m stronger than you are. Will you stop struggling?’ ‘No!’. It wasn't a blanket per se, but it did keep him warm. He went to open his eyes to look around and found a blackness to the room. The room was completely dark. His hands instinctively went to wipe his eyes, but he found that he couldn't move them at all.He then tried to rise up and found the same problem, no movement possible. He began to panic but found his breathing to be regulated. He could hear a clicking just in front of his face. That was when he noticed the object in his mouth. It was.