On his mother's advice, he began using lubrication during masturbation and that softened the grip of his fingers over is cock. The outcome was amazing... He found that he was now able to control his ejaculation just by controlling his PC muscle.Meanwhile, mother and son reveled in their voyeurism. Rebecca regularly watched her son masturbate, and let her son watch while she fingered her pussy, nevertheless, he was still supposed to be hidden behind the bathroom doors while she fucked herself with. They’re silver, and cool to the touch. I reach for them, but he folds his fingers over them. “I’ll do it, pet. Lie down, and open your legs for me.” I do as I’m told. I’m in a baby blue skirt, and white lace tank top. I lay at the edge of the bed, lifting and opening my legs. I expose myself to him, not wearing any panties, knowing he likes it this way. It’s never been a solid rule, not to wear panties. I don’t wear any some occasions, and what better time than our anniversary. He smiles up. We both got out and walked to the back of her SUV.We opened the trunk door, folded the rear passenger seats down. We placed one of the thick blankets she had in her car, turning it into a nice comfortably nest to make love. I was too turned on to stop myself any more. I got in and closed the trunk door. I grabbed and took her into my arms.I kissed her hard on her fleshy lips as she kissed me back with the same passion. We slid our tongues into each other mouths as we alternated between sucking. “Hmmm,” is all she said but I knew what she was thinking: that dog’s tongue had given me a great orgasm and it was wrong, wrong, wrong but good, good, good. Sherry licked her lips and drank some more. That alluring tongue…her body was remembering how naughty and good it was…and watching him lick me must have sent her chills.I could see her mind resisting, and her body consenting, both at work on the scene…nice doggie, nice tongue, nice long, licking tongue. She was thinking of that tongue.