"yes Ohhh." "Hush, enjoy." he advised and took her head in his hands and kissed her face, "you're very kissable."She floated on a sea of pleasure, as ...he warm urgent flow cascaded inside her, and as it subsided they clung to each other for support, before completing their showering.He slipped away, she followed at a distance, and returned to the bedroom, there was a knee length black dress, with a white fake fur wrap, in the wardrobe, and a sensible bra from M&S and sensible panties and black. From all outward appearances, folks would think, Mom was as calm as if she was waiting for a scooter to pass so she could cross the street. But I could see her fingers tapping her leg like she always does when she’s nervous.I just happened to glance through the open door of the inspector’s office, and I saw three bottles of Danton’s red wine on his desk.The inspector scanned our barcode identifications embedded in our wrists. Then he initialed the import stamps and entered the date and time. This was impossible. The dildo was solid, heavy wood. There was no battery compartment, no moving parts. Incredulously I reached forward and let the dildo rest on her skin of her right leg. Sure enough it came to life in my hand with vibrating, squirming movement. There was no sound. Fascinated I slid the dildo up her thigh towards her pussy. The movement increased. The dildo gave several sharp tugs as if it were impatient to get closer. My brain was reeling. This couldn’t be happening. Maybe. Stacy pulled her thong down to her ankles and squatted down. She did it quickly, and with just enough light that I couldn’t see much and then, she giggled while a stream of piss pooled at her feet.All in all, I should have been happy with her willingness to do any of this. It was far more than any girl had done with me in the past, and yet a part of me couldn’t help but feel cheated. She could be sucking my dick, jerking me off, riding my cock, basically any part of her body on my cock would.