She grabs a handful of his hair and speeds up, gagging him as she fucks his mouth. "Take it slut!" She says, thrusting the entire dildo down his throa... and holding it until he is out of breath.He gasps for breath as she pulls out, but quickly adds "thank you Mistress". "Just wait for your surprise slut" she laughs. She unlocks the cuffs holding him in place, and tells him to crawl behind her. Following the sound of her boots she leads him over to a table long enough for him to lay on from. I only had two options:(1) I could totally ignore the lust-filled lesbian antics and try to get some sleep and be nice and fresh for the conference. That option was not suited to my newly-acquired persona of sticking my nose and my dick into every sort of sexual opportunity and I quickly discounted taking the coward’s route to living an uneventful life.(2) I might strip down completely naked and join them in their naughty nocturnal games without requesting permission like some loser toy-boy. Mom was now on the other corner of the bed facing her back to me again. I couldn’t see her face. She was not talking. I watched her sit still for a while. Her back was directly exposed to me. She sat as if she was posing for me. I was confused. I was shivering from guilt.I stood up wanting to leave the room. I heard my moms voice. She with a very fumble voice asked me to be not shy. It was unclear for me. I asked her to repeat. She Still facing her back towards me, without looking my face said,. ’ ‘Oh, God! Are you ever!’ Helen kissed him again. ‘I’m glad we ran into each other at the mall!’ ‘Me, too,’ Bobby agreed. Helen ran her hand over the young man’s bare chest and snuggled against him. She laid her head on his shoulder and savored the pressure of his body against hers. Bobby lay there, enjoying the way her hair tickled his cheek. Then he felt her hand slide over his belly, seeking, then finding, his penis. She started stroking the flaccid organ and her face showed signs of.