Now when he finally got it he just wanted to feel every bit of love. Deepti kept kissing him and lowered herself to his neck. Kept kissing and gave a ...ove bite on his neck. Vihaan moaned a little with that love bite.He decided to turn around and pushed his mom below. Vihaan started to kiss his mom right from the top. He finally saw his mom’s lusty lips and decided to give a seductive French kiss. The son lowered his lips and started to pull his mom’s lips apart.Clearly, he wasn’t behind and. There was no telling what was going on in his mind behind that smirk, and Sheryl was just glad to be away from there."Didn't you hear me when I said I didn't want to go over there?" asked Sheryl, as soon as Shawn had driven his car back out onto the street."No, I didn't hear ya askin' nothing."Sheryl could see the surprise in his face, and though she didn't know how he couldn't have heard her, she could also see that he was perturbed by her wanting to go home, but she didn't care."Why didn't ya. I felt them harden beneath my touch. Her breasts pushed out at me and she murmured that no-one had ever done it like that before. “Ooh I love it”I took one hand away from her breasts and slid it down her still plump belly and into her panties. I let my fingers play across her shaved mound.“ How do you play with it?” I asked putting a slight pressure on her with the palm of my hand. “Just rub me at the top”. She said . I took this to mean her clit so my finger went into her very deep cleft and. So I rode this cycle. It was like costuming for the next session. There was a quick change and a slightly different person walked away. It sometimes seemed I had spent my life changing costumes and stepping into roles.The cycle changed again. The new cycle was a repetitive run from low intensity to high, without pauses. It resembled a siren for touch. There was something wrong. Everything I had been doing was a role. Even this, my self bondage session, was playing with a new toy. There were.