It buzzed seductively, so she relaxed and sprawled in her arm chair and slid the tingling silver cylinder deep inside her as she tried to imagine Henr... making love to her but instead she kept hearing that mid atlantic accent of "John with an h," and remembered the way he claimed her and oh god, paid for the privillege, it wasn't hard to imagine it was his manhood and not a plastic toy buzzing within her, and the feeling of well being spread quickly through her as she eased the toy gently around. Better than I had expected. I was not sure what to do and did not want to wake my mom. My dick was so hard it was throbing as I pushed it into mom as far as I could. My balls were tight and the head of my dick felt like it was going to blow off, I pushed a little a more and then my dick exploded. I know how Mr. Wilson must have felt. I was in heaven, it was the best feeling ever as my dick pumped my stuff into mom's pussy. This was way better than masterbating. After everything stopped I slowly. The scent from her foot was.. well, it was heavenly. I'd smelled Emili's shoes after a day of work, secretly, and they didn't come close to this. I'd smelled her bare foot, after pleading, fresh after work. That still didn't come close to Shiann's intoxicating scent, the corn chip smell mixed with the musk of days-old sweat, blasting down my nostrils. It took everything in me not to inhale. I thought of holding my breath, trying to ignore every impulse in my body to sniff. I sniffed,. "Where is my Queen?" Xerxes roared over the din of the feast when the eunuch-chamberlains returned without Vashti."Your Majesty, Queen Vashti refuses to come," one of the eunuch-chamberlains nervously replied and bowed deeply, fearing to see the King's anger."Why?!" the King yelled, silencing the merriment of the scores of his guests in the Apadana, the great audience hall.Another chamberlain stepped up and bowed. "She said that only her King is allowed to see her full womanly beauty, Your.