I suppose now is a good time to confess to my mother being a nymphomaniac, a woman with an insatiable appetite for a good liaison with men, and as nym...homania borders on a psychological inability to orgasm, my mother defied the odds and had some screamers, today it would be reclassified as sex addiction, something I am sure, you my readers know, I am also a sufferer, albeit, a pleasurable sufferer.Sun, Sand, Sex, and Shagging was out summer theme, even today it's something I ensure its. As this was my only contact with her and she was asleep now I decided I had better hold her tight in case she shuffled again so I increased the pressure between her legs to hold her, this seemed to do the trick and keep her in the same place even though my fingers started to twitch, I put this down to the wine but somehow I wasn’t sure she liked it as she murmured something again and started to gyrate her hips a bit but to be honest I didn’t have the energy to move my hand as I was in a dozed. Megan unknowing that she was being watched felt particularly alone because her husband was always away. The kids were out of town at her mother’s house. So she thought why not look for something fun. She opens up her laptop and logs onto the site. May soon messages her demanding submission from her. Megan only sees her avatar and didn’t know what she was getting herself into. “Your mine you dirty slut.” says May. Megan shocked responds “Yes ma’am.” As they continued to talk Megan became. She was beginning to lean forward a little more, possibly trying to check her underwear. But she did nothing to change the way she was sitting.At long last she changed the whole situation by saying she needed to go to the toilet.- Me too, I replied.We both stood up, me trying to hide the bulge on the front of my shorts. I walked out the front door, rounding the house to have a much needed leak behind a tree in the forest at the back of the house. Maybe a quick wank-and-cum too. I needed that.To.