....and when Chris, "The Rammer", finishes with you, after I get tired, you won't do shit unless you ask me or him first; bet onit, bitch!"About then ...inda suddenly realized it was damn warm in that room.And dim. It seemed like it was a hundred and twenty degrees. Asshe looked around from her upside down position she saw ringboltsin a cloth vinyl padded floor of pure white mats with buttonsholding the mat down in that upholstered look. But as her eyeswandered back and forth she saw a lot more.. Slowly I pulled Mom's panties up my legs, over my kneed, then up my thighs until finally I pulled them on over my penis and ass. They fit perfectly and felt really nice. I decided to lie on Mom's bed while wearing her panties and as I slid over the covers I rubbed my hard cock against the satin sheets. It felt so good against my panty covered cock that I started to rub myself against the bed, over and over, finding this the feeling in my cock incredible. I felt a funny pressure building in my. I knelt up and moved towards her face. The sight of my cock entering her mouth was stunning, as were the sensations she started to give me. Her tongue worked its way up and down my shaft, and I gasped as she pushed it into my slit. Suddenly I needed to fuck her. I needed to have beneath me, writhing under me as my cock buried itself inside her. She must have read my mind because she told Claire to get off the bed and stand beside it. With a sly wink at me, she told her that I was going to fuck. Theother reason was that we had found a number of web sites and user groupsthat had the kind of pictures that we liked to look at. So whenever wefelt the need for a little stimulation, like, almost every day ofcourse, we'd end up over at his house or at my house browsing theInternet and downloading pictures.I just saved all my image files in a password-protected folder buriedwithin "My Documents" on my computer. But man, Wil was so organized thathe created a whole catalog structure for his.