Close now the slow strokes could not hold off his need to pump a big load out. He was trying hard not to release but felt his balls tighten and he nee...ed relief and to blow.She was loving the huge slow entry and stretching amazed he was still hard, a glance at her watch showed at least 15 minutes of ecstasy had passed. She was panting, glistening with sweat and her heart was racing; the big man had not hurt her once and she was working so hard on his knob with her muscles each stroke. How long. Now let's do thesensible thing and keep each other warm."I raise the edge of the quilt, inviting him to settle beside me. He rollshis eyes; he's licked and he knows it."But we won't turn the light off," he says."No, we'd better not."He takes his place on the sofa. I wait for him to cuddle me, but he's muchtoo respectful so after a few moments I link arms with him and let my headsink into the cosy hollow where his shoulder meets his chest. All I can doafter that is relax to the rhythm of his. Slowly my hands made their way to the waistband. I realized that there was nothing more in the world I wanted than to see that cock in all its glory. I slipped the briefs down and over his cock, groaning uncontrollably in anticipation. I rolled them down his legs and Matt was now naked in front of me. I stared at his cock, transfixed, while I took off my own clothes, leaving just my underwear on.I knew Matt was desperate for my mouth on his member, so I moved in close and put it in my mouth. I. ”“And your door is open; anyone could have seen you.”“Really, Mom? Not only is there no one here but you and me, I know what Dad sounds like on his way up the stairs and I could easily close the door before he got to it.”“Or, are you hoping that he’ll ‘catch’ you at it?”I felt my cheeks heat, but came back with, “You wish. You just like to embarrass me.”“Mistress, you had commanded me to fix breakfast in the nude and record any conversations touching on the clothing-optional policy.”“Correct,.