Neither did the baseball or the football or the basketball or the soccer ball or the ping pong balls or the ben-wah balls, although the last couple of...items did bring a blush to her cheeks.When she threw the battery-powered electro-stimulator with the alligator clips and four optional sticky pads, she flushed even pinker and did start panting. Her tiny, delicate, sensitive, very wet clit tried to run and hide, but her bottom-hole was hiding there first and kept pushing it back out in front.Of. We had agreed not to touch her nipples or vulva at this stage. I went behind Alice and began to kiss her shoulders and caress her body. My wife soon took the pace and and began to travel her body with her hands, ocasionally kissing her cheeks. Soon Alices’s untouched nipples began to harden. Ocasionally she moaned or giggled when our soft caresses hit some ticklish spot. She was quite relaxed by now and seemed to be enjoying what we were doing. After some more minutes her nipples were swollen. "Good morning, honey," Ninve told me right before another kiss to the lips."Good morning, Princess," I answered, kissing her back with fervor."What can I do for you right now?" she asked me, clearly eager to please me right then."Sit on my face. I want to eat some pussy and ass," I grunted, about a few seconds before Sandra began screaming with her orgasm.I was so turned-on by the awareness of Sandra's surprise cowgirl action and now her climax that I couldn't help but unload my spunk as far. If I was having a psychotic episode induced by the traumatic experience of witnessing my mother commit one of the most depraved acts known to man, it couldn't hurt to at least hear her side of the story. Even if it wouldn't help, I supposed I owed it to her.The mere thought of it made my stomach heave though. "I get what you're saying. But you don't understand. Lately, being around Mom is so hard for me. She asked me this morning what I thought she should make for dinner, and I almost couldn't.