Talk about a mood killer. By the time I'd finally snapped the lock, I was so aggravated that all I wanted to do was lie down for a while.Gilbert helpe... me off the floor and sat on the bed next to me while I rested. After a few minutes I felt better. I stood up and took off my blouse and skirt. It was cute watching his cock get as hard as the cage would allow, which wasn't much. I pulled him up from the bed, gave him a long kiss, and told him to get in the kitchen and make us dinner while I. ” Finally I saw her broken heart.We had been at it for almost seven hours before I kissed her and told her I loved her. It took me a while but it finally got through my thick skull – we make mistakes, we admit them, we forgive and we move on.We were both starved, for food and for each other. So we ordered some pizza and took off our clothes. My mother took me in her mouth and as soon as I felt the sensation of her tongue massaging my cock I said, “If you would have done that seven hours ago…”. She could hardly contain the wine in the glasses as she paraded before him, coming ever closer. She could plainly see his cock throbbing now, and his eyes looked like two embers, even hotter than those in the low burning fireplace. Her heart pounded so loud in her chest, it’s all she could hear for the moment. She reached out to hand him his glass, straining to not spill, tearing her eyes away from his manly treasure for a moment to spy his outreached trembling hand. His excitement was. When we got to the bathroom I could see why she asked for my help, the curtain rod was way to high for her to reach. So I replaced it for her. After I finished she thank me, and turned to clean up her mess. As she bent over to reach for the curtain wrapper I got a perfect view of her ass. I couldn’t help but stare. As she stood up she caught me in the corner of her eye, watching her. I quickly looked away. “I’m sorry,” I stuttered. “It’s ok…,” she said. “Can’t imagine why you’d look though.”.