Cindy stands and pushes her chair back getting ready to leave. I don’t know what transpired above me but soon I see Cindy is struggling as...I watch her feet move about on the floor in front of my face. There is some laughter from the trio as Bart and Ron hold Cindy back in her effort to leave the kitchen. I’m watching Cindy’ feet move about as she, Ron and Bart play their game of Tug - O - War. Cindy’ dress comes to the middle of her calves now that she is standing. I watch her lovely. " Durch dieFeuchtigkeit im Allerheiligsten meiner "Erzieherin" ging es aber auchganz leicht.Immer weiter schl?pften meine Finger voran. Das wunderbare geschmeidigeLeder meiner Damenhandschuhe beeintr?chtigte mein Tastempfinden keinbisschen und so f?hlte ich schlie?lich die Spitze meines schwarzledernenZeigefingers ihre Klitoris erreichen. Ein kaum merkliches Antippen nurund Charlotte keuchte und st?hnte:" Ja...... Ja... Mach es. Mach weiter...Mehr... MEHR!"Erst nur gaaanz sachte und dann peu ?. Normally she dresses with style, grace and dignity, very attractive but ladylike. Now here she was dressed like a whore, short leather mini skirt, extremely low cut top, bare midriff. She had black stockings (her skirt was so short you could see the tops of the stockings) and very high heeled red shoes. I wondered what she could be doing in this rundown part of town. I decided to follow her. I locked up the car and set out on foot after her.She entered a rather seedy looking bar. I waited a few. I was grinding hard on moms face. I needed to cum. I was on the brink of cumming. I reached down and undid moms nipple clamps. I clamped one on my erect nipple. It hurt so bad but I didn't want it to stop. I was cumming. At this point I didn't care about moms face or how badly the nipple clamp hurt.I just shouted out I'm fucking cumming, I'm cumming mom stick your tongue in my pink fuck hole.Man did and I cane. It was so intense I slumped forward grabbing my moms big tits.Nicole was still.