I asked her that does she like watching it and she silently said that she and her best friend watch it when they were alone. I asked the reason, and s...e suddenly got sad and started sobbing. I could sense something was going on wrong in her married life. I asked her to come and sit on the couch and that time I noticed her properly she came wearing a harem and loose t-shirt which was white and tight fit. Her boobs curves were visible prominently and even her nipple poky was clear. I asked her. ." Merry was saying."And where were you at?" I stared at Tricia. "You didn't show up at all, huh! What were you doing yesterday? How come you're so lucky?" I was busy..." Tricia shrugged, " ... I couldn't get out of the house, my Master was with me." Heh!" Henna snorted and now she was looking at Tricia and I'd wanted to get the point off me and it worked, but I was dying inside.I'd called the police and maybe my best friends were down in some dirty basement getting raped and beat up cause of. “Ohhh … Mommy I’m masturbating so good for you!”“Yes, honey, yes,” she said, “Masturbate …. MASTURBATE! Masturbate for me!”“uhh uhhhh!”I groaned and jerked and cried out to her, imagining how she was jilling her pussy in response. We were masturbators masturbating together! I didn’t know how long it was, but for a while we were just sighing into our phones and fapping together. Two masturbators jerking on the phone together across a hundred miles.“I need .. I need to …” I began. My aching. As I came to my senses and my body relaxed, I suddenly realised it was his hand that was between my legs, his fingers inside of me, and his beery mouth that was clamped onto my nipple, I was too far gone to feel him take over my body.I was hissing, 'Fuck me', over and over into the echo of the car interior, I was clinging to his arm and humping his hand as he crudely stretched and poked deep inside of me, my vaginal muscles gripping and relaxing his fingers as I came, his hooked fingers locked.