Oh god, just typing that brings me that much closer. My breathing is getting raspier, my cock throbbing, begging for attention. I stop ever so briefly...to push that vibrating egg tightly between my balls, making sure not to touch my cock. I squeeze my thighs against it again. I switch the vibrator on to medium speed, which in turn causes my cock to jump. No, no, no…I don’t want to cum too fast. I’d rather tease/torture myself a bit longer. I want to hold out as long as possible. Which won’t be. Family over there. Younger friends here in the kitchen. My wife and I liked Ann and [husband] a lot and we had fun drinking and talking. Two or three more wines and beers in, I asked Ann if she wanted a refill and she said sure as she—deliberately pulled her shirt out and down, an adjustment. No doubt it was for my benefit as her tit was in full view again, nipple even harder than before. I was in a fog. I gave Ann her refill and she thanked me with an even-more-knowing smirk than before. Was I. Sliding it open, she spoke again."Driver, don't take me home. Take me to the Casino." And then fell back into the seat and squirmed slightly to ease the pain down between her buttocks. Her mind recoiled completely from any memory of what had happened to her. She could only lie there in the comforting darkness of the silent car and try to concentrate on the soft music from the stereo system.She was going to the Casino to see Deke Vito, to get the contract for Johnny--and then she was going away.. It pissed me off to have to back off. I had my prick in my mother's pussy and I wasn't going to take it out until I came! So it was either calm her down or rape. I was going to cum in this pussy now and I didn't want to rape mom. I was pretty sure that I could rape and apologize later, but it would be a struggle, to say nothing of what dad might do to me!"Mom, I do love you, all this is new to me. I want to do everything with you, I want to fuck your ass, cum in your mouth, I want to watch you.