"Not here, though. I wantyou to fuck me in mommy's room, on her bed." Why? I can give it to you here just as easily." No, do what I ask. I did what yo... asked. Anyway, there are some things in her roomI want you to see; they're called sex aids. I think daddy uses them on mommy." I don't know. I don't think we ought to," he said, thinking about the last time he hadbeen in the room when his father had caught him and thrashed him for being inthere."They'll never know," she pressed excitedly and. "Lane saw the straightened coat hanger hovering over hiserection. "Please, oh please don't hit me with that." Cindy smiledat the camera."I'll make Lane a deal, guys. If he loses his erection, in the nextfive seconds, I won't hit him with this coat hanger, but otherwisehe'll cum, right? We don't want that. How much self-control do youhave, baby? Five seconds, Lane."The camera focused on Lane's cock, which stayed erect, as Cindy wasstill rubbing it madly. Five, four three, two, one!" Cindysmiled.. I was confused with the word ‘fun’. Then I asked her, “What is the fun”.She smiled. Then I understood. I started asking many questions about that and she also answered frankly. After some time she went to the kitchen to prepare coffee.I was in full mood by now with her frank talk, and I had a tent in my pant. I followed her to the kitchen and stood silent for a min looking at her from behind. I was not able to control myself. I kept my face near her neck and breathed heavily. My warm air was. I unbuttoned his pants, unziped his fly, and slid his pants slowny off. I saw his large cock pressing against his confining boxers. I laid my head on his crotch, and I smelled that man sweat of his. While I was here, I raised my arms, and pulled his shirt over his head, and tossed it on the floor. I couldn't wait any longer, and niether could he. I soon turned to his covered cock. With one big pull, his boxers came off into my face. I heard him let out a slight moan, which I echoed.