Really long time. My hand magically found the button of her jeans, and I fondled it. Then, I stuck my hand between her legs and gently rubbed up again...t her pussy. When she let out a moan, she threw her head back. My lips grazed her neck and she whispered, "Oh, that feel so goooood. . ."I stopped for a moment, having to catch myself."What?" She sat up.Why had I become so shy? I saw what was there. She was letting me have it. "I just," I looked at my Chucks. "I always had fantasies about making. Oh baby, my clever girl! Fuck me&hellip,&hellip,keep pumping that toy in my cunt&hellip,&hellip,.dont stop&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,keep going&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,like that&hellip,&hellip,.harder&hellip,&hellip,fuck it&hellip,&hellip,.suck it&hellip,&hellip,..oh&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,oh&hellip,yeeessss! I climaxed going over that hill like a freight train, my vagina clamping and sucking on the dildo as my juices pushed past coating her hand. She eased off of my clit and gently withdrew the. He kept gagging and pulling back, but he never quit until he conquered his gag reflex and was bobbing up and down the full length of my rod like a pro.I suggested going into the bedroom. He stopped pleasuring my engorged tool, smiled with a childish grin and agreed. We walked into the bed room and I lay on the bed on my back with my head off of the edge with my neck extended downward. As Richard approached the bed he looked at my awkward position and asked, “So how does this work?”I chuckled. I tell Sara we have to get things cleaned up a.s.a.p. , as mom will be up really soon. Sara pulls the sex soaked and blood spotted sheets off my bed and starts remaking it, I take the used ones to the laundry room. I come back up stairs, headed to my bedroom, when mom's alarm goes off. We made it back to our own rooms just as mom was coming out of her's. Later that day Sara came to my room saying she needed to talk. She said she needed to know how I thought we should handle our situation. I.