She flushed the john and was almost to her bedroom door when she heard a strange noise coming from her daughter's room. She stopped and pushed the doo... open and listened quietly, when all at once Katie made a soft moan and began to talking to herself! "Oh my god," she thought, "my little girl is masturbating!!!" The moaning grew louder as Katie approached her orgasm, and it was all Marge could do to keep from reaching in side of her pajamas and doing her own clit!!! Back in her own bed, Pete. “You’re okay with your wife sucking on that boy’s cock?” Alex was still amazed.“I apologize if you find our sexual lifestyle is too much for you. I do enjoy watching our girls giving men and boys blow jobs.”“I have to admit I find it rather stimulating,” Alex mentioned, watching Karen sucking on the boy’s hard cock.“Maybe we can stimulate you in another way,” Wendy said, her hand finally moving under the hem of Alex’s skirt.“I ahh, umm,” she stammered, not knowing how to answer.Wendy stood to. “Let’s hear the want first.”“I WANT the credits to start again.” I said laughing with a sly grin.“Now let’s hear the HAVE to.”“My parents went out for the night and they made me promise to be home my 10:00 and it’s already 9:35. I’d love to go sit on the bench and talk for a while but it’d be almost 10 by the time we got there.”We were outside the theatre and walking toward the bus stop, holding hands and gazing into each others eyes from time to time. We got to the bus stop and sat down to. Sally would stagger around the house for days in a state of bliss, simply from the knowledge that we would be together that night or whenever she needed me; which was often.But as the time passed, she grew more and more anxious as the much-anticipated start of her bondage sessions didn't happen. I could sense in her a restlessness, a palpable spring of longing. It was winding her up tighter and tighter. But I still needed time to understand the things I was sensing, to get used to the things I.