I pulled her close to slide my cock into her gently pushing while she starts telling me about what's happening this week as it seems in the short hour...she was on today she's managed to arrange 3 days already this week with yet more possibles to consider. There's this guy tonight Dave who she was going to arrange for Tuesday, he had already said he didn't mind me being there but only as long as he got some 1 on 1 first. Some other guy called Ryan was supposed to be coming over on Weds. I asked. " Joan removes the cover from the odd shaped thing and for the firsttime I discover what it is. It appears to be an old fashioned wooden outhouse, but with onestrange difference. It appears to be shaped like the letter "L" withan oddly shaped box, almost like a coffin, extending from the rear. Iam allowed to join the party as Joan shows us what it is. First sheopens the door with the traditional crescent cut in it at the top forlight and we see that sure enough, it is a true outhouse with. . OH!”“A trumpet flare to go with it.”I blushed. I’ve been tried ... just not that often. My experience with erotic shapes is limited.Although ... I really like chordee (curved upwards) for scratching that itch. Chordee and flare would be ... personally ... tremendously satisfying. Chordee is ... fine.“Why did you stop?” I realized what I said. Hurriedly, I added, “padding the bill.”“I got over it. My banking has restored itself to prior levels. I was being petty.”“Sorta like when I quit. Still tied at the wrists but now grasping tightly around my wet cock. I could feel her point my cock down towards my moms face. Oh my god I could feel my moms face rub against the head of my now hyper sensitive dick head. I was gonna cum, there was no stopping it. I managed to grunt out "Mom I" but then my brain locked, the choices were Mom I'm sorry and Mom I'm gonna cum. All I got out was "Mom I" then I let out a strangled high pitched grunting whine as I unloaded.I could feel Aunt Shellie.