"Now, let me check ta see ifen ya're wet enough fer me. Ifen ya're too dry, it'll hurt us both. I'll put my finger in ya ta test the waters, so ta spe...k. OK, I think ya're wet enough, soz the next thin' is fer me ta stick my cock inta yer pussy. I'll do it real slow soz ya'll have time ta tell me ifen it hurts an' I should pull back out." Oh, Bill, ya feels so big! I thought yer finger felt big, but yer cock feels a hundred times bigger." Is it hurtin'? Do ya want me ta pull back out. I could. She also felt the wetness from her pussy running down her leg. He lead her to a prison cell where her restraints were removed and she was locked in. This was the custom whenever they met here. She would remain here all night and face what was to come after a night of fitful sleep. She expected it was to increase her anticipation, to make her release that much more powerful. It worked. She was awakened late in the morning feeling quite rested despite the poor conditions. Maybe it was just. Guess I'm not the chippy you thought I was. Still love me, Bill?" Mom said with a light in her eyes I had never seen before. She seemed really happy."How could I not?" He replied.Mom stuck out a hand and I helped her up from the bench. She pulled her auburn locks back with a scrunchie from her wrist and said, "Are you ready to get your butt kicked?" Let's do it." I said.And to my amazement, get my butt kicked I did. Not to take anything away from her, Mom was good, but I was playing a little. It's pure, unbridled lust. You desire this woman before you. You want her on her knees so you can slide your dick down her throat. You want to bury your face between her legs. You want to bend her over the side of your bed and take her fast and rough, watching her ample ass ripple as you drive into her over and over and over, but you no longer have the tools to do so. This woman is you.You're breathing heavily now. An aching, throbbing sensation has been building in the space once filled by.