The French cream was really a great idea. In a few minutes it would really kick in, providing enough stimulation to keep her highly aroused but not en...ugh to push her over that edge. By the time a half hour had passed she would be desperate for the climax that he didn’t think she’d be adventurous enough to give herself. But now he waited, and this was his punishment Liana lay gasping in her bed. She was so aroused that the mere feel of the satin sheets on her body was too much for her to bear.. Having experienced a sea of orgasms before entering her, she was always tight and it made me love the feel her wet pussy even more. The timer also came in handy as I always made sure that whenever I came, she would too. It didn't matter what we were doing or where I came, when I came, I'd set the timer off (usually set at 1-second), and she'd cum with me. (Side note: practicing like this eventually turned my orgasm into another trigger for her own. Once established, she never failed to cum. “Well I did catch her spanking herself with a hairbrush once when I came home from work early.” Both ladies knew where this conversation was leading but Elaine was the one to state it. “I am sorry, you are right and I was being irresponsible. Perhaps I should also be given a little guidance?” Mrs. Dupree stood up and answered with a brisk. “Follow me!” before leading the way upstairs to the bedroom. Elaine was wearing a black needle cord pinafore with a thin white roll neck jersey. Mrs. Dupree. “Hello.”, I said, picking up her phone. “Tim ?”, Stan Woods asked. “Yes sir. Michelle is in the bathroom changing. She yelled for me to answer the phone. She said she would be finished in a minute.”, I relayed the information. “Did she tell you about Robin ?”, Stan asked, gingerly. “Yes sir, she did. She’s right here, hold on.” I answered, noticing her walking towards me. I handed her the phone and started to walk away when she grabbed me putting her dad on the speaker phone. “Ok Dad, you’re on.