She hugged both of us, drawing our faces closer to her. I guess her tits were her weak spot. Her switch had been flipped. She got on top of me, pushin... my dick down with her pussy lips. The tip of my dick hit my belly. No matter how hard it wanted to stay vertical. It got crushed under my mother’s weight. She grinded her pussy up and down my cock, partially pulling back my foreskin. Stacy stared with interest.Mom clamped her thighs around my hips. Her pussy lips tightened. My cock stood up and. This device is called a tampon."Extending from that, what do you think of a wad of absorbent cotton or similar stuff to be inserted in the vagina to catch the blood before it can escape. A piece of string could be fastened to the cotton plug to extend out of the vagina. You could remove the tampon by pulling on the string and never touch the soiled cotton plug. Furthermore, the cotton plug could be flushed down the toilet so that you never had to worry about disposing of it after it was. “No Doctor Gance, this one’s knowledge was only near yours in computer language and commands. By no means was their knowledge in full even half as much as yours. Had they known that I have emotions they would have attacked far differently,” Sheila replied a slight smile on her face.I did a double take a moment, was she just giving me a boost of confidence? Shaking my head I saw that this time her slight smile had vanished. In fact I could swear that it was growing larger though almost. Those were so supple, soft and tender. Her nipples did harden in no time and out of excitement she let out a squeak which frightfully was heard by some others in compartment. This got me shit scared. Even the husband who was all this while busy managing the sons, looked at her with threatened eyes. He was a simpleton who all the way gave me sweet smiles which said that he trusted me to protect his females from the indecent crowd. Little did he know that I was the biggest culprit. At this point.