” The loofa fell from my hand, and we both stood stiff still. It seemed like an eternity.Rick broke the silence awkwardly, “ Mom can you simply us... your hand? Please.” I don’t know what I was thinking, my mind was in a muddle. But I found my foamy hands seeking out his penis. The moment my fingers touched his penis I felt my heart race faster.A strange burning sensation was building up in my throat. I rubbed my fingers over his penis and was astounded to find it in a tremendous erect position.. "Even the spanking?" Even the spanking," she affirmed."I want you to know that you didn't really deserve the spanking; normally I would not let Helen dictate that," I told her."Did you want me to be spanked?" she asked."Yes," I replied."Then I deserved it," she said simply. "Actually, I don't think that my next question will be 'Did you enjoy fucking my mother?'" What will it be?" When are you going to fuck me?" she said.That threw me for a loop, because frankly, as stupid as it was, I hadn't. "Come on, Murph. You get me home in one piece and I promise to get you anything you want. I know you've been looking at those new tires and shiny chrome rims. They're yours, I promise." As Liv sweet-talked the car, she glanced at the digital temperature gauges mounted to the dashboard.She had added the precision instruments after rebuilding the engine. Her dad's love of gadgets had rubbed off on her and she had wired several thermocouple temperature sensors to critical points of the car. With a. She moved Gabe's hand to her other breast and started to pant."My sweet Little One," Gabe said to her, "you need to put your shirts back on. It's cold in here and you need to keep warm." Please my Master," Celia moaned, "keep touching me. Do not leave me in misery and alone." Put the shirts on first, Celia," Gabe told her sternly. "You may leave the front open if you desire me to touch you." Oh yes, my Master. Touch me and kiss me and hold me. I need you so," Celia moaned, as her body shook.