“It wasn’t all your fault, what happened the other night. You told me you had a girlfriend. You dropped it into the conversation a propos of nothi...g. That should have clued me in right there that you weren’t interested, but I just—I just needed—““You don’t have to explain,” I said.“Have you ever been dumped?”“No.”“It fucks with your head! Things between me and Tom weren’t even BAD. They were going well. Too well, it turns out. It started to feel inevitable that we were going to wind up. "Talk? About what?" he inquired as though she had said the strangest thing in the world."Anything. About anything!" Helen spat out. "I'm a woman, Adam! I need companionship. I need..." Her voice trailed off and a crimson shade colored her features. She grappled and twisted at the pink sheet she had [brought in from her bedroom, feeling more naked than she'd dreamed possible underneath. Why hadn't she just gone to bed as usual? It was Stan's fault that she had attempted this confrontation!"Yes?". ’‘Let’s get to the point. What do you want from me?’‘I want you to come inside me.’‘But you’re my mom’ (I had to pretend)‘It’s OK. You can’t make me pregnant so there is no harm done.’She started stroking my cock which was already rock hard and leaking oodles of precum. There was a lot of precum build up already after fondling so many women, and now my decades old fantasy was coming true. She led me to the bedroom and lay on the bed with her legs wide apart. She still had the same amount of. So I approached the cross, and I strapped an electric chastity belt between Claire’s legs and cinched it tightly. It had a four inch dildo studded with electric contacts and a special extension designed to fit over her labia and clitoris. The dildo was a tight fit and Claire gasped when I shoved it into her. Then I attached two nipple clamps to Claire’s breasts. The clamps were quite tight, and I knew they wouldn’t fall off no matter how Claire struggled. Wires from both sets of.