"If a guy tries to get me to let him stick just the tip in, I need to know why it might cause problems." It's because when a guy tells you that, he re...lly wants to do a whole lot more." Samantha's mother explained without taking her eyes off her computer screen."But now that I know that, why would I let the guy put in anything more than just the tip?" Samantha wondered out loud."Why don't you try it and see for yourself." Samantha's mother suggested."OK, how about it Aaron. What to help me do. ." She does. but her voice is getting breathy and unsteady. She has to pause occasionally. No one else can see... it is a large book covering her lap. She feels my touch, tracing lightly on her skin, under the book. her voice is unsteady, breathy, and she has to pause again... It gives away her faux protestations..."Please... oh, no." You read a few sections aloud. Your voice choppy at times, and you pause to take in a breath every so often. You continue to read, as best you can, in a halting. I fell asleep after a couple hours, but Jerome,Travis and Desmond kept watching mom dance, Travis shook me awake and saw it was almost midnight, just the 3 business men , Ty and his boys and bartenders were left. Told me mom took a break at 9 and 11 , both times Th and 2 of his crew went into office with her, first time they left door open and they could see in, said mom gave all 3 blow jobs then Desmonds uncle took a tray of drinks back. Second time they let her rest, gave her a couple drinks. She smiled and stood up beside me. She leaned up and kissed me once again and I suddenly felt a new level of intimacy in out relationship. Once we broke the kiss, I patted of on her ass."Of to pee" I said "and to the back bedroom. I'll be up shortly."As my wife weaved a little as she ascended up the stairs and into the house, I surveyed the back seat. It was a wet mess with the fuck-stain clearly visible on the light beige fabric of my wife's car seat. I made a mental note to add to my wife's.