But that's just a glob of plastic, she thought just before the buzzing in her mind made her clamp her mouth shut to stymie a very unprofessional-soun...ing squeak before it got past her lips – well most of it, anyway. Instinctively, she knew she wasn't actually hearing the buzzing – it was far more ... personal than that. It was as if it were coming from inside her, she decided as the analytical part of her mind tried to understand what was happening."She won't hurt you," Jeff said as he held. I move closer to him and open his zipper to feel his hardness. With one hand on his cock, my other turns again to my pussy. I am still wet and getting wetter. He motions to the couch as he removes his pants and sits. His cock is standing up in front of him as if in salute. I follow him and kneel between his legs. I have never done this before but I want his cock real bad. I am afraid yet compelled to satisfy my need as well as his. I cannot decide between my desire to suck his. I mutter: “You bitch, you don’t have to ask!”Asa replies with a smile and asks: “more?”I don’t give her an answer and Asa takes it as a consent implied. She pours more oil on my asses and let it run along my crack. Meanwhile, she lightly caresses my inner thighs and asses with her hands. Then she uses her index finger to circle my opening and to spread the oil around. Slowly she pushes her whole finger right into my hole. I moan the second time tonight. She curls her finger, rotates it inside. I was about to pull away from Mom when Beth smiled and placed a finger over her lips to indicate that I should remain silent. Mom and Beth did a lot of activities together and often got together in the morning, after husbands and kids had left, for coffee and gossip. Because we were so engrossed in our activities we had obviously not heard her call out when she came in the front door and Beth, hearing noises in the kitchen, just came through to be greeted by a sight that she had definitely not.