The basement is basically one huge open space. With the water heater, washer, dryer and stuff tucked in a corner by the stairs. Once it was all emptie... out, I began to visualize what I wanted to do with the space and kept coming up blank. I had to admit to myself after staring at the empty space for an hour. But I knew people who did!Making fuck Machines labels you a pervert to those who know about it. I had to admit that I was a sick pervert given what I was planning. I knew it was wrong but I. I had to look away as my face turned red. My mom was always in my jack off fantasies. My cock dripped more precum from mom’s teasing around the house than I want to think about. She would walk around the house with only a dressing gown so she wouldn’t mess up her hair or make up. Even when she had a day off she would dress in shorts and a halter top. My mom was would also walk around in just a thong bikini. She said it was very comfortable for her, but I always got wood and had to hide it.. Dave certainly wasn't asleep, and if he had been he was sure that the noise from their lovemaking would have awakened him. He was enjoying watching and listening to them. He knew now, after what had been said a few moments ago and from the previous evening when he had openly watched Peter make love to Jill after he had massaged her, that they didn't mind him watching.Dave was gently stroking himself as the young couple got closer towards their climax. Sure enough, Jill cried out in ecstasy and. Slowly, that stroking motion turned into her lifting her engorged lips with one hand and letting them fall onto the other. She remembered how she always loved the way that she could feel her lips wobble. She could feel herself getting more and more turned on as she did this. She lay there, looking at her new pump and imagining herself filling it, while rhythmically making her cunt wobble in her hand. She eventually got to her knees, but something was stopping her from taking the plunge. She.