WHILE KISSING I TOOK OFF HER JEANS AND TORE HER PANTY ALSO. I ALSO STARTED FINGERING HER WHILE WE KISSED. SHE WAS GOING MORE HORNY AND WILD. AFTER SOM...TIME I BROKE THE KISS. AND SHE TOOK OFF MY SHIRT, JEANS AND UNDERWEAR AND STARTED TO BLOW MY HARD DICK. AFTER SOMETIME WE TURNED IN 69 POS AND SHE CONTINUED TO BLOW MY DICK AND I STARTED TO LICK HER WET PUSSY. SHE THEN SAID THAT SHE CAN’T BE MORE CALM NOW AND SHE BEGGED ME TO TEAR HER PUSSY AS I TORE HER SHIRT, BRA AND PANTY. SHE THEN TURNED IN. At least that what I would ofthought of it if it wasn't crushing the life out of me. From my waist tothe top of my chest this device of torture was laced extremely tightlymaking breathing even more difficult than it was already with the strapsdigging in as well.My legs had been tugged and pulled into a pair of jodhpurs several sizestoo small and, combined with the intrusive leather straps, made sittingthere wearing them almost too much of a torture to bear. I was alsoacutely aware of a wispy. She gave a little smile and moved her boobs too and fro many times and enjoyed it very much. I was shocked by seeing this and continued to keep my hands all over her body and she enjoyed it very much. This continued for almost 30 mins.Now I suddenly opened my eyes. Seeing this my mom turned away from me on the bed and acted that she was sleeping. This time I wanted to show her that I was intentionally placing my hands on her. She was sleeping with her back towards me. I put my hands around her. She paused and I thought she’d seen through me but she continued on. “How may we help you this morning?”“You can check a computer here, can’t you? I want to know what my son is doing online at 2:00 in the morning.” The voice was just about there. Peg is a Midwesterner and there is a certain amount of twang in the accent. But accent is only part of the problem. I have to keep my voice from being recognized. For Peg, that was accomplished with phlegm in the throat. I sucked on a butterscotch.