But it didn't make me sick.I finally had a moment to relax, let my throat rest and catch my breath. The three of them stood around staring hungrily do...n at Lynn and I. But we had a moment to relax before whatever indignity was to follow.Lynn had pulled her fingers away from my pussy and she was leaning against me. I turned to her and she asked, "Are you okay, mom?"I thought about it. I was dismayed to discover that, much to my surprise, I was okay. I was even excited by the way I was being. Then pulled it out and slammed it home again. Her breasts jumped from the impact. She began moaning and demanding more. Repeating again and again I banged her hard. I banged her faster and harder. Her breasts were jumping up and down with my strokes.I hit the point of no return. I could feel the juices, deep in my balls, my overloaded prostate. I could feel the hot liquid rushing into my cock. With one final thrust, I came, filling her with my hot hot cum. Stroking. More hot cum. I was an. It looked to be a keychain of sorts in the shape of a miniature hot pink hand grenade. My confused look must have been apparent because he laughed before continuing his explanation."This is a thumb drive, a 64-gigabyte thumb drive to be exact, and it is to be your exposure time bomb. You will attach this to your key ring and simply go about your normal everyday life. However, you should know that on it I have preloaded some very racy pictures and videos I have taken of you. Those files alone. " Are you feeling guilty?" she asked. It was a question she'd asked herself but couldn't answer, not yet. Time would tell."Yes, guilty as charged, your honor," Joe said with a wide smile. His rubdown turned into a tickle."Hold that thought," Nora said, appreciating her father's playful mood. His cock had softened to the point it had slipped from her pussy, and she could feel his juices and hers dripping. Jumping up with more energy than she expected to have, she hurried to the bathroom, washed.