Her attention to my prick was fluid and wonderful. She sucked me with impassioned hunger, no hint of hesitation or reluctance. I tried to match her pa...sion in my assault on her snatch, making it my purpose to please her. As I felt her warm mouth and throat engulfing my rod, I lapped at her pussy like it would be my last meal. I had shot my wad so many times in the past few hours that I knew I’d have no trouble lasting for a while. Even as this thought crossed my mind, Jacqui began to buck and. He tells me to put the mask over my head again which I do and then he gives me the popper bottle. It is not easy getting it to my nose but I get several sniffs and feel him get behind me. Then with his hand he starts to spank my cheeks but, again, running his fingers over my cheek after each spank. Then without warning I feel a different spank and he has used his new paddle. It didn't feel too different to his hand and, as he uses his fingers after each spank, it does ease the pain. He asks me. There was no doubt she was angry, the hostile silence could have been cut with a knife, maybe he had gone too far, crossed that line of no return, he had no choice but to leave. 'A pity' he muttered. 'I was just too greedy and now have really killed the duck that lay the golden egg'. He really had no idea of how she felt, of course he didn't know her dark secrets or that she had once been the 'light of the party', that was sex parties for she on many occasions had been doubled dipped while. "Now the panties," I said. She hesitated, then moved to obey. I had a difficult time keeping myself cool and collected as she stuck her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and off. Now my mother stood before me naked from the waist down, a soft patch of red hair adorning her vulva. As I looked up at Mom, I was thrilled to see her nipples straining against the t-shirt she wore. Did it turn her on, stripping for me like this? Or could she actually be turned on by the.