But, as I'm satisfying my tingly itch, I notice my little dic always would stiffen up and intensify my feelings to the point that I would stop and try...to ignore that tingly itch, but easier said than done, but the more I ignored that tingly itch, it just intensified more to the point that I wanted to find something a little bigger than the drum stick. So I ventured out to the tool shed to see what I could find and there was much to chose from garden tools, to snow shovels, I see that the snow. Concentrating on her upward and downward motion to be as slow and sensual as I’d anyone stroke my cock before. I relaxed some more and tilted my head and let it sink in the pillow. I spread my legs some more and she moved into the space between my legs. I could feel her hands roving up to my chest and her nipples brushing against my crotch. I loved the feeling of her breasts dangling around my cock tip. I felt animalistic, wanting to grab her hips again and fuck her hard but I took another deep. The weekend of the wedding was approaching fast. Another package fromMummy was delivered. I opened it to find a dress for me to wear at thewedding. A note advised me to try it on in case there was a problem withthe fit, but if it was OK I should take it off again and hang it upcarefully in the wardrobe. I found it was a perfect fit. It was quiteshort, but long enough to conceal my stocking-tops. It looked vaguely likea doll's dress somehow; pink with some white lace. It wasn't exactly whatI. But once I felt it, I don't think I could have stopped if she'd begged me to. I mean I did stop, for a few seconds, but then I knew I wasn't taking it out until I was finished. And then it was clear she didn't want me to stop and I just went a little crazy. It scared me, Mom, and yet it was the best thing that ever happened to me." I understand," she said. "That's why we have to keep you apart now. If we don't, you're going to want to do that again and again." Do you feel that way about Bob?".