Her nightgown was still on but it was pulled up far enough that I could see her lightly furred pussy. Her hand was laying on her stomach just above he... cunt, her legs were splayed open a bit, her pussy lips were jutting out and open a bit with drops of fluid glistening in the soft light."Damn!" I whispered softly. These two women were in their late fifties but looked more like they were just nearing middle age. "They certainly pass the hard on test with flying colors," I softly chuckled to. Jane felt a little flutter in her stomach. This guy was actually suggesting that she give him some sort of sexual favour to ensure his silence. Now that in itself didn't pose too much of a problem, after all Jane was in great need of some 'fun' herself. What she couldn't stand though was not being in control. She also was not about to submit herself to this guy without even knowing who he was or what he looked like. She wasn't going down without a fight... literally![JaneB02] So what exactly. I was wanking furiously and beginning to feel faint, when I heard the bathroom door open. I slowed my strokes down and thought that my mom might be standing in her doorway bent over again drying her hair. I hoped she was. I got off my bed and walked to the door. My moms room was right across from mine. I opened my door and saw that her door was closed. Damn I thought and decided to go to the bathroom so I wouldnt get cum all over myself. I started stroking my cock again thinking about my moms. . but.. embarrassing memories of self bondage gamesflood to the surface.. I.. I've done similar to this to myself... I.. Ijust wish now, as I did then, that I was doing this for someone whoactually cares for me...But I can do this.. even though I'm not sure I want to fuck Caroline.. it'sbetter than the alternative... as I force myself up I feel her grab my ponytail and pull, forcing my head back. "Stupid fucking toy! You can't evenplay the game right... the fucking toy isn't supposed to win! Do.