One day after I was close to cumming about 5 times but she would stoppenetrating me and would wait until she would feel me subside. I startedby beggin..., then crying, then pleading and then pleading and crying butshe was merciless. She would play me like a musical instrument. By then Icould not take it, but it felt so good because otherwise I would not havestayed on that table on all fours while she was doing something that Idid not like. I was so completely gone, her hand on me and her eyes. I kept rubbing her back with my fingers, slowly applying more force each time. "Ohh! Good, good!" My Mom exclaimed, "You're not half-bad!" At this point, my penis started growing fast. I wanted to stop, but that would've been weird and suspicious, so I just continued. I rubbed her shoulders and her back, to which my Mom moaned even louder, "Oooooh! Right there, sweetie!" My boner reached its maximum. Not only was I right next to the person I've been fantasizing about having sex with the past 7. Stephen had dark hair with dark brown eyes. He smiled with confidence as I gazed at his muscles bulging through his tight white t-shirt. He wasn’t my type as I don’t usually fancy the ‘body-building’ type but his facial features weren’t as masculine. Cassie was a fiery red head with bright red lipstick on and thick framed glasses, she had the look of a really sexy secretary. She was wearing a tight little black dress and bright red heels. Stephen and Cassie didn’t look as old as I presumed the. Here was Rory, the angel child of Chilton, masturbating on school grounds. Seeing her pink pussy and her eager moans gave Tristan a major erection. Wondering if he should rush in now and fuck her when she was vulnerable or not, Tristan got an idea. He pulled out his phone and began pressing some buttons. Rory could feel her climax coming, but knowing that she only got one, she wanted to make it special. She stopped fingering herself long enough to open her backpack and take out a large dildo.