She never thought of herself as sexually liberated, but she craved to be satisfied.The problem was she was big. Not big in the sense of being a large ...oman. Big as in, her sexual organ was big. The doctor had told her as much, and as we know, doctors are never wrong. He pretty much said that, with his experience of her size, and given how many cocks he had seen in his lifetime, that there wasn’t one big enough to provide the friction and hence the feeling that she craved.All the doctor could do. Nooo... not here… not now” “But you do… don’t you?”My mother stared into my eyes, wanting her brain to deny it but she knew, that I knew, it was only a matter of time before her body would not be able to resist whatever it was that aroused the sleeping lion… unless she stopped it now… one last chance to fight these urges. I could see the turmoil in her eyes as the seconds ticked by… she lowered her head… and nodded… “But not here… now son… your father… the girls…” her words were soft and. A small involuntary whimper left my mouth, I couldn’t help it, I felt like I could orgasm at any moment. As I watched Jen, she slid the toy into her pussy and the toy’s clitoral stimulator rested against her magic button. Immediately she started to moan and her breathing increased. She started to rock back and forward on her toy, her mouth started to open and her moans turned into deep groans of total pleasure. I started to slowly slide my two fingers in and out of my pussy, on one hand. Kate's family, like me, were recent arrivals; we'd all swooped on the bottom-dollar houses up for offer, right before the housing bubble had started to swell. That's how we got to be neighbours.So there were her folks, at each others' throats again. I felt sorry for Kate and her little sister, stuck in that house putting up with it. So one night Kate had decided to do her laundry, even though the sun was starting to drop behind the mountains. She just wanted the excuse to get out of the house,.