He flinched every time she hit him. The sound of the strap cracking across his bare ass was loud enough that I could hear it through the closed window...She stopped whipping him then, and she moved away for a moment. I couldn't see what she was doing, her back was turned. When she came back to him, she had a huge black cock bobbing in front of her. It was one of those strap-on things. She took up position behind him, and then I watched as she pushed it inside his rear. She was fucking Vic in the. She put the garter belt on and then sat down to pull up the stockings, then attaching them to the garter. My mom then stood up and checked herself in the mirror. My dick was rock hard now and pressing against my pants. I had to pull it out to ease the pain. My mom was posing infront of the mirror and slowly touching herself up and down her body, giving off soft moans. Her hands recalled up her body and squeezed her chest together, a louder moan filled the room. I started to slowly work my cock. I’ve been made to gag on a cock before, but have never enough that I thought I was going to pass out from suffocation by one! He released his legs allowing me to come up briefly for air before grabbing my hair in his hands and starting to fuck my throat once more, pushing my head down till he was completely inside my throat and then repeating continuously. By know I knew that my saliva and spit covered face was a turn on to him (and me) so I made no effort to swallow, instead allowing it to. At other times there was a real sharing of ideas. Ed found it fascinating and frustrating. She often spoke with a calm assurance of fact when discussing the consequences of his actions. It was disturbing to learn how one’s life was viewed by the future when the future hadn’t been written yet.It was nearly dinner time when Jack entered the room and said, “I see you’ve been talking.”“Release me,” Ed said.“Not yet,” Jack replied.“Why not?” Ed asked.Jack sat down on the edge of the bed. He said,.