She moaned as I entered her. It sounded more like a purr than a moan. She was happy and enjoyed her perch. She gently rocked back and forth on my cock... I reached up and grabbed her breasts touching her nipples. She purred louder. I felt her getting wetter. I pinched a nipple and she cried. I pulled on her nipple. My other hand moved to her pussy and was seeking out her clit. When I looked down at her I saw it poking out of its sheath. I flicked it and she twitched and moaned. She started to. They woke up at 3am, room was very dark. One after another the boys slid into my wife's eagerly waiting vagina, she had no idea which one was inside her, they'd make a sperm deposit sometimes othertimes they wouldn't. At one time they repeatedly slid inside her, pulled out for another boy to enter in rapid succession. She loved not knowing which one was in her and when. She guesses each made another two sperm deposits, or as she likes to call them "baby makin' deposits"!They woke up at 9:00am.. I scooped up the bills, staring at them. Mom would have to make change to give me my cut. But I’d made $80 today. That was more than I’d make working a part time shift at a fast food restaurant. And far, far more pleasurable even with Mr. Townsend’s horrible attitude.The door opened. I shuddered, eager to be caught naked. It was such a perverse thrill. I spread my legs wider apart, feeling Mr. Townsend’s cum leaking out of me and pooling on the table. My pussy faced the door, shaved and. “That’s not what she meant. She said that there’s probably something about the fabric that feels stimulating, or comforting to the kid. She said in cases like that, it’s most often something of that nature and not an interest in the mom sexually that causes a boy to do it. She said I should tell the mom that. She also said I should suggest she have a frank discussion with her son about his behavior. She should be careful not to shame her son. Rather she should reinforce that masturbation is.