That single spasm was enough to move her well along the path to a full orgasm - but not enough to complete it. After it had passed, she realized there...wasn't going to be another, and sobbed her frustration - a cry that was quickly cut off when she felt me starting to move in her.It took only a couple of strokes of my penis in her before she lifted her knees nearly to her chest, locking her ankles behind my back - determined not to let me escape before she found TOTAL release. The change in her. When his hand slipped between her thighs, Becky gasped.He hiked her skirt up past her hips, exposing the broad expanse of naked flank and a black garter strap."They should get a room," Becky whispered.I was mildly miffed. I turned to say something to her, but as soon as I saw Becky's face, I stopped. Becky's lips were moist and parted. Her eyes were wide and bright and darted about, as if she couldn't decide what exactly to look at.I looked back, and the woman was looking right at us, staring. ’ ‘Not long, want to get something to eat before we go in to the movie?’ ‘Yeah, lets hit the Carnegie Deli, I like the atmosphere there.’ Walking his arm around her shoulders, her hand holding onto the back pocket of his jeans they moved along making their way to Seventh Avenue, with Misha feeling as if he had just won the lottery, on a real high, the woman under his arm chatting away her words dripping into him as she spoke in her honey dew southern accent telling him about her favourite. It was the night of her day and she was dressed in this very tight fitting red dressed, I offered her a glass of champagne to celebrate her day, she soon guzzled it down and had a further 3/4 glasses , this was part of the plan, I then instructed mom to sit down in the lounge, blindfolded her and informed her she had a male stripper as her treat .It was then I put some music on, acted like I went out the room, and pretended to be the stripper, I put objects in her hands and rubbed them on her.