"Don't stop! I've all night!". So I continue my pleasuring, bringing her from orgasm to orgasm, whilst she bombards me with humiliating remarks about ...y penis; how pathetic I am for needing her and how I would be made to earn my very own orgasm. After her 5th or 6th, she whispers "Babe, get us some water. Its your turn, when you come back!". I'm so aroused, I've been hard for hours. Dashing down the staircase, I fetch cold water, returning quickly as I can. "There's a good boy. Now, lay here. She realised she was on the right track.She ran her hands down to her breasts. "My breasts, I mean my tits" as she fondled her breasts then pulled her nipples "and my nipples."She continued down over her stomach to her mound, "my lips" as she pulled her lips open to reveal her pink fleshy cunt "and my cccunt" she stammered, as they laughed, obviously enjoying her discomfort. Her fingers slid in and out of her cunt as she froze, worrying about where to go next. Of course - her fingers moved up a. I started sniffing her panties and bra. It was then that I found out that my mom has 34C boobs. I used to masturbate and while rubbing my dick with her panty. It felt really good. I used to try to get a peek of her cleavage and look at her ass moving when she walked. We lived in a house of three bedrooms. There was an Air conditioner in the TV room. During summers, we all used to sleep in the TV room with mattresses on the floor. During those days my mom was taking some medication due to her. Finally all was calm again and the priest settled back on his chair. The housekeeper took a cloth from the pocket of her dress and wiped his penis, after which she wiped her mouth and the spots of sperm on the floor. She pulled Father O'Rourke's cassock down over his legs again and quietly crawled out from under the table.As she stood up, the priest continued to bend over his accounts. Mrs Robertson smiled affectionately at him, glad of the service she had been able to perform."I'm on my way.