The ringing phone was a clarion call back to reality from the dream world she'd been living in. They were all terrible sinners, and going to hell. And...the devil was calling long distance.Quickly she ran to the phone on the bedside table, but stopped herself. What if it was Mrs. Morgan on the phone? Couldn't have her hear the heady, out of tune symphony of sex in the background in that room! What sort of a soundtrack would that make for telling a man's wife that he's "indisposed" at the moment?. My cunt hole felt wet and full from all the attention, while my cock wanted to empty its pent up load. I tingled all over and shivered slightly wondering what he was going to do to me now. He was massaging my feet as he sat behind me and then he reached over me and opened a drawer and heard him fumble around for a condom. I listened as he tore open the packet and a fruity smell wafted around the bed. A flavoured condom it was. The dark strong body stretched on top of me and I felt his cock at. Sometimes it was clothes of his she had mended.It could not be, I told myself. I could not imagine my goddess princess having her breasts mauled by his paws and disrobing her with his pudgy fingers in order to lie with her. Such a man could not possibly get the attention of a woman who in her wake, just beneath the functional essence of soap, left a lingering odor that even I realized was the mysterious scent of a female.One evening when mother was out with some friends, I stayed behind. I kissed her on the shoulders, and a lot of other places too. I did that, as I still kept thrusting my cock slowly. Due to the excitement from the thrills, I was quickly coming to my breaking point. I did my best to delay it for long as I could, but it was no easy task to accomplish. To help with that, I had to pull out."What are you doing?" she wondered.I gave her a look, and got down onto my knees. She knew exactly where I was going, and I got right in between her legs. I came to her.