She let out a quiet gasp. Lay back and fingered herself. Rubbing gently at her clit, alternating that tight circular motion with an inserted, probin... middle finger. She worked at herself and when the time was right she ran the vibrator over her pussy lips before slipping it into the wetness within. Her breathing soon became quickening gasps and moans as her orgasm swept over her and swept her away. Across the city in a luxury apartment somebody else was having an orgasm. He pushed. “Let me go Pete!” Mom ordered, trying to break out of his embrace.“Ok, ok Mrs. C” he replied, dropping his hands. “You know I would never force myself on anyone. I’m sorry, I saw you like this and I got carried away.”“All right, but please go.” she said.“I will. But you have to answer a question for me first.” he said.“What?” she asked, impatiently.“Now honestly, have you ever thought about being with me?” he asked.“Pete…..” Mom started to reply.“No, no really. I need to know.” he. Without saying a word, I bind her wrists and ankles together shoving another apple in her mouth. The shrieking is absent but a weird ‘jumbling’ noise is coming from her mouth. At this point the fire is blazing, as I place her drunk ass over a beanbag chair and move her towards the fireplace. I’m not sure where this is going but I feel exhilarated. I go outside to retrieve the garden hose, turn it on, and put my thumb over it to avoid a scene. Mo seems to be. I rushed to my room, before getting caught by aunty outside. I just yawned at the very peak level, as she was getting past the door."Hello hello good morning you charming of a young man!" She stopped by to wish me in her very charming tone."Good morning masi!" I managed to sound still sleepy."So where to this early?" She inquired."Ah, just because of the change of roofs, I didn't happened to be laid back for long in the morning." I managed to smile."Oh, and to my irony, I almost thought that my.