You vocalize only the last, somehow finding breath to stammer, ‘I- I want-’ before your voice cracks and the pad of his thumb rubs against the sli...k silk of your underwear. There is a muted crinkle as he tears open the condom wrapper but you are not paying attention, focused instead on how you can feel the blood rushing along your lifeline when you clench your fist, fingertips pressed to palm. Or maybe that’s your loveline etched deep into your skin, supposed futures written across your hand.. I too was enjoying it. Like I had previously done, she reached up, took his balls in her hand and gently massaged them.“Careful” I warned her “You don’t want Eddie cumming yet.” She momentarily stopped what she was doing and admonished me: “Don’t worry. I have lots of experience sucking on Eddie’s cock and I know how to bring him to a full erection without making him cum. They’ll be plenty of cum for him to pump deep into your ass-pussy, you sissy little girl. Maybe I should have Eddie. Mom prompted me asking, “And what happened next, with Cindi?”Can you imagine what it is like to be a teenage boy - barely legal to drive - and have to explain to your pretty Mom about how you and your sister had a three way with a cute Asian girl? Well, I don’t have to imagine. I lived every uncomfortable moment of it which was a million times worse than her giving me “the talk.” And when she still hadn’t started to lose it, I told her about Ted.I ended the deeply disturbing conversation on a. Oooh!" Judy massages her tits, lost in the images of two boys playing with her full, round mounds. "Mmmmm! Oooh! Yes! Do that some more!" Lost in the heat of her fantasy, she doesn't hear the dogs whining outside the door."Oooh! I need... I need..." Mumbling incoherently, she gropes under the bed for her vibrators; they're not where she keeps them and she whines in frustration before remembering pushing them further back so her mom wouldn't find them while cleaning. Dropping to her stomach on.