"How fascinating," said Mrs Jackson. "I knew it wasn't constipation - that boy could crap for England, believe me! I'm the one who suffers with consti...ation." "Yes, quite so," said the doctor. “Could I have a quick word with you in private, Mrs Jackson?” They went out onto the landing and in discreetly hushed tones, the doctor explained that all Jason needed was some physical stimulation. This revelation produced a look of realisation in Mrs Jackson’s countenance that would have matched a. Her orgasm seemed to keep getting stronger. “I’m cumming so much! Oooohhh! Keep doing that!” Her climax reached its peak and she let go of Amy’s head and relaxed her hips. She fell back on her pillow and just began smiling. She really enjoyed fucking Amy, but, more than that, she was glad that she was able to fulfill both Bob’s and her fantasy. Just then, she heard “Fuck me! Fuck me! I’m going to cum!” She looked at Amy and Bob and decided she needed to join in the fun, so she moved up to Amy. The Nerve! I wanted to teach her a lesson and relieve my own stress in one action, so I quickly disrobed and walked into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me. Leave me alone daddy! She screamed as if she was actually scared. I shrugged it off and told her it was me not him. Oh Eric what are you doing in here? Im trying to wash myself I feel so dirty like his cock is still all the way inside of me she said quite convincingly. I just moved the shower curtain and stepped in and the moment I. I hate toothpick women; they slip through a man’s fingers like a bar of soap.” His whole body ached for her. Cindy climbed back onto the futon, and motioned for him. “Come here you sexy thing.” She wanted to excite every inch of his body, make the moment special since they had confessed their love to each other. Her angelic voice mesmerized him, clear to his soul. His heart skipped a beat as he climbed up next to her, and lay on his side facing her. He could smell her sex, it's alluring.