But it was as I was at the peak of my orgasm, cumming into her tight pussy, that I noticed her mother watching us, and it intensified my orgasm for so...e strange reason.I was feeling weak at breakfast. Cara prepared it. Rachael was still asleep. I wondered if I was losing weight from so much sex. Was that possible? I sure as heck was feeling my age. I knew sex was out for the rest of the day. I needed to recharge, maybe with an afternoon nap on the couch.“Go wake Rachael up for breakfast,” Cara. I dare not admit how much I am excited by the horrible scene below.I close my eyes for a long heady moment, overwhelmed by my excitement and Wanda'sexpert caresses. 'So, my lovely prisoner, are you enjoying yourself?' she asks as she pausesfor a moment. 'It's exciting, isn't it!' Gagged, I am in no position to reply.Perhaps that is just as well. I wriggle as she chatters on. I try not to thinkof the casual way Bootsie chewed off Mandy's breasts, while the poor girl lookeddown with horror. I. He did not press at all, and her reason said that it was very much too early. Her heart said else."Well, thank you very much Ian. It was a wonderful afternoon." She smiled upward as broadly as she could, holding his eyes. He returned the smile."Same here Lisa." There was an awkward moment of silence. "Can I give you a call sometime?"Oh yes!"I'd like that. Anytime." Cool!" His smile was broad and generous. Her heart leapt.Oh please. Please...!The week passed slowly. She kept her phone by her at. She took the tape measure and measured from his waist to his ankle. After making her notes, she stared up at him."Could you spread your legs apart a little for me please, sir?" she asked as she tapped his thigh gently. He spread his legs apart to make it easier for her to reach higher up. He felt her hand trail up the inside of his leg as it approached his balls. He thought he would cum right then and there when she used the side of her hand to move his balls, placing the tape measure at the.