And the more turned on I got, the less control I had. Before long, I am unable to take it any longer. Putting an end to the massage, I reached around ...he seat and grabbed hold of her boobs. I then waited a few seconds to see how she would react. A moan was all it took to encourage me to start massaging her breasts through her t-shirt. Luckily, we had started moving again and my friend was too busy driving to notice what was going on beside her. Stop! soon ordered Candy. I froze. Had she changed. My sobbing lips parted, and between my terrified expirations, came a guttural moan of pleasure. “You like watching your mommy get raped, don’t you?” Adri giggled, moving her hands with more passion, rubbing me harder, pressing deeper, “But she’s not getting raped, Tira. She’s getting exactly what she wants.” She kissed me on the throat, and whispered, “And so are you. You just don’t know it yet, but I’ll show you.” The shackles around Mom’s ankles snapped, and she wrapped her legs around her. Softly and between little moans, almost breathless, you say my name out loud just once as it hits you. Your whole body forcefully shakes as you release, quaking with each passing ebb and flow of your orgasm, all while I’m still making the swirling motion around your clit and the very driven deliberate motion of my other fingers that are still inside of you.I am still licking and nibbling at your ear when you say almost breathlessly through clenched teeth, “you make me cum so good!” still. With trembling hands, I reached into his fly and grasped his organ. My first touch of another man’s penis was all it took to open my eyes to my sexual preference. My sexual ignorance may have made a disaster of my wedding night but with the mayor, I knew what I wanted and that was to feel this man inside my mouth. The manly aroma from his groin and his slightly salty taste was driving me to a fever pitch but what I wanted was a taste of his sperm. When he came I was ready and as I felt his.