Things like Rosanne’s ongoing failure to reach orgasm before I finished. She liked cunnilingus afterward and had strong orgasms for me, but she want...d to come while I was still inside her. I understood.We had already tried lots of remedies – commercial sprays, creams, gels, and several manual delay techniques she found in the girly magazines – all unsuccessful. Tonight, was gonna be something new and very different.The ‘little helper’ was a drug-delivery suppository made by the pharmacist in a. That entire time mother was cooking in the kitchen. We could see her from where we were as Her back was on our side. Occasionally she would turn or walked in the kitchen to take something. All she could see from there was didi's head inside newspaper and my feet. Never ever in her wildest dream she would imagine her little son was fondling her daughters breast in front of her. I was amazed by Didi that how she was allowing me to fondle her breast without any resistant.I wasn't going to loose. I went into kitchen, gave him fresh water and food in his bowl. I let him out back, he just walked around, went to the bathroom. He really is a good dog, I thought, no trouble at all . He followed me back inside. I was making sure everything was locked up and decided to use the bathroom before I left. I peed and as i stood up he entered the bathroom. I watched him as he slowly moved towards me. I wondered what he was doing and thinking. I turned to shut the lid and turned back around, bent over. I soon found her clit again, rubbing it gently yet firmly. I teased her for a while before slipping the head of my cock into her soft, hungry pussy. Mel wrapped her legs around my waist, trying to pull me in deeper as I started to fuck her. I reached down to continue stroking her clit with the large pad of my thumb as I stroked in and out. We continued our long slow fuck until Mel gasped loudly, begging me to fill her, as she clenched her legs hard around me in orgasm. Seeing Mel orgasm, made.