“You’re in a hurry,” I said.She stopped. Just got called to the engineering office. “Something’s afoot. Gotta run.” She was NOT looking pa...ticularly disturbed, so I assume that nobody’s hurt, but still, very seldom do we see Cindy walking that fast.Then she turned, like a light came on, and said “Hey...”Cindy’s turn:We all know about how intrusive a cellphone call can be in one’s day and so when mine went off with Dan’s ringtone, I knew it wasn’t a ‘Hi, babe. How’s your day?’ call. I answered.. Just a thumbnail sketch, we a very happy and secure Mid 30's couple in the Midwest. She has a few guys that she has sex with but she doesn't just fuck anyone. I am locked in a small chastity cage 24/7. I have big problem with pre-mature ejaculation (like 30 seconds or less) and my penis is admittedly pretty damn small. We both accept that I can't please her sexually and it's not a big deal to us that she fulfills this need elsewhere. But it is also something that is private to us, we don't tell. I hardly felt her once she was there. I told her to hang on and we were off. I didn't run that fast and I kept my wings tucked in so that they wouldn't get caught on anything.I wanted to laugh several times at the sounds she was making. They were similar to ones of a youngling on their first flight in their parent's arms. I wandered what sounds she would make then. I was very tempted to open my wings and see if I could get off the ground but as I could already see my sire, I told my temptation. Just the most feathery touches felt so exciting and she couldn't hide her hot response as Matt's fingers explored the ultrasensitive flesh."Relax, Mom," he said soothingly, "I'm just touching you. It's no big deal."Her son's voice seemed hypnotic to her. She sank back against the pillows and shivered with sensual pleasure as he petted and massaged the hot juicy folds of her cunt. She couldn't stop creaming. She soaked his fingers again and again with the molten liquid that seeped from her.