She said, it’s enough. let’s go now.When she reached home she sent me a pic if her wet panty. It was a red silk panty and it was wet as if it had ...een washed just then. I got turned on and asked her for a pic of her boobs,she sent the pic. I masturbated three times that day looking at the pics.At night we were on the phone and she was saying that she feels very weird these days and her pussy gets wet when she thinks about me. I said that even I feel very horny and I get erections thinking about. It wetted her appetite for more.Phil jerked his cock into her mouth. “Yeah, baby ... now suck it!”“Mmmmmmm,” the sexy mother uncontrollably moaned against his prick.“Ohhhh, God, yes! You are such a good little cock sucker!” the old man moaned as her soft lips covered his prick head.Katie purred as Phil’s rubbery cock slid into her mouth. Her tongue went wild. It slipped and slid, swirling with gusto over his throbbing cock head. She felt his cock expand and contract as she nursed on it. Her. When the blindfold was securely on me Jill took her top off and tormented me by rubbing her bare breasts against my chest, even allowing me to briefly suck her nipples at times. All through the evening she kept playing her game of twenty pulls to the point that I was almost glad of the blindfold because I was nearly crying in frustration. Jill teased and tormented me incessantly, keeping my arousal at fever pitch and helped herself to my bar until about 9:30pm. At one point she left me alone. He took awash cloth, cleaned off his foot and then wiped up the small puddle onthe floor.Rinsing out the cloth he hung it up to dry and went back to his room. Hecalled off of work telling them that he just wasn't feeling himselftoday and then as he hung up the phone he started to cry. What was goingon here? What was happening and why was he crying? He shouldn't becrying, he should be as mad as hell but here he was crying himself backto sleep.Dan stirred slightly. How long had he been asleep.