”Jessica told him, “When my husband was around, it was difficult to speak of our real feelings. We tended to talk in platitudes and circumlocution... that had little meaning, but were safe topics. Now Sidra and myself are able to let each other know our true feelings. It has been illuminating, hasn’t it, Sidra, my bayti?”The teenager blushed slightly before teling Reg, “Mum and I have been able to talk about things that girls need to talk about in private. I never felt free to unload my concerns. My cock was hard, but I was in no position to explode. The pain was enough to keep me from reaching my summit. I screamed to her to please let me cum, but only barely audible grunts escaped the gag. When she was finished, she climbed off me - my balls still in her hands. She laid down beside me tying to catch her breath. She was sweaty, and had that afterglow she always gets after tying me up and screwing herself. Me? I was beside myself with lust. I had come so close to orgasm, only to be. But be quiet now.” I cried in aware voice, “how many? 5 times at least?” but till then she left greedily to dining.The evening of that day i could do anything to fondle her boobs. I was like roaring in the room for a chance. My all anxiety fear had gone. Rather some courage took their place. But nothing happened. The next day afternoon when i was leaving to play i found her swiping the passage. I wore my shoe and pressed her boob passing by. She giggled. After that, i did this job many times. Soon I know that climax comes with me and knows her. She has shown orgasms all the time so I let it stand and drive all the way into her and stay there, but the cock sends her juice into the pussy, all the way down. If she is poor now she becomes grave, guaranties almost. But she has said she is outside of the period of no go. I trust it but is a little in doubt. That was a great shot she got.I'm just resting on her, just like our bodies are sucking against each other. She moans and moves to.