Shortly after 3pm David, standing over his naked and helpless wife and waiting for the doorbell or some other indication that Mr Maxwell was coming to...play, chickened out and he SMS'd "C is waiting".The reply was immediate. "D go 2 pub n wait".He told Carol what the SMS said and she managed to say "no please don't leave me" through the ring gag. He said he had to, and she moaned a long "nooooooooooooo" as he kissed Carol's cheek and wished her luck and left, leaving the bedroom door open.To. " Never mind, you're just fine the way you are, but I'll bet that you are tired." He gently nudged her mind. "Why don't you lie down and take a nap?" I guess I am." She smothered a yawn as she stretched out on his cot, "So tired..." She wriggled a couple of times to get comfortable, then dropped into an easy sleep.He deepened her slumber until she was completely entranced, then pulled a chair over by the head of the bed. At first his mental probe found no point of entry into her thoughts and. “No, baby,” she said, resisting my advances. Holding her wrists above her head, I leaned down and put one of the nipples in my mouth and started sucking on it. It began to grow, impossibly long and stiff. It had been so long since I had touched her, smelled her, put her nipple in my mouth. My dick was hard, more than ready to rub against her bare skin. I grabbed mom around the waist and we stumbled together toward her bed. “No, baby, please, we can’t do this anymore,” she protested. We fell. “Well, let’s go inside so we can play with it,” I said to her. I noticed a little start from Derek, and he looked at me and then his eyes moved down to my stiff shaft as if trying to judge the meaning behind my choice of pronoun. His lips curled into a little smile, and I thought there was more to it than my naked girlfriend stroking his cock.There was a slight chance of a passerby seeing us as we walked the few short steps to the back door of the townhouse, but none of us bothered to dress..