She resigned herself to the Saturday morning ritual. The only good thing was that she and her husband would go out for dinner that evening at one of S...ringfield's nicest restaurants.Meanwhile, Robert, her oldest son was laying nude on his bed jacking off over his Math Teacher who had incredible tits but an even more fantastic ass. He figured he had another hour before his Mother would get pissed off enough to demand the 19 year old get up. First things first, Diane decided and went about. "There is one other place that you should know intimately," she said. He raised an eyebrow; some of their jokes had risen to a sexual nature, so she blushed at the implication. "The stockroom." She smiled as his eyebrow fell, but the joke did not go unshared. "Down here," she said as she bent down, "are where all the large cans go." She looked up at him from her kneeling position, and swallowed hard. Pressed close together between the metal shelving, and from her vantage point, she could. ” Groaning.Straining not to cum.She knew she must not.To cum too soon meant her Mistress’s displeasure.Her paw sought her sensitive nub of flesh.Fuck, she needed release.Every fiber screamed for it. Her cries to her Mistress that she was close a silent digital wail.A count down started at 20 by her Mistress.Oh please, oh please faster!1918Desperation setting in.1716Legs squeezing down upon the vicious intruder to her cunt.1514Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!1312Squirming!1110The need to cum. Caitlin trembled as she made every effort to remain still for her brother’s intimate ministrations though her eyes were drawn to her mother’s finger easing in and out of her own slit within her bush. She felt Michael’s tongue slide upwards above her slit licking at the sensitive flesh there, just catching the very rear of her aching slit on his downward strokes; cursing him for not simply driving his tongue inside her and praising him for the sweet torture her was performing.Anna was breathing.