.." I can't believe this... My own son doing such filthy things... Masturbating to the thought of two boys having sexual intercourse with their mother..... Smelling my worn panties... You wait until I tell your father about this... It seems that you have forgotten what happened to you the last time I caught you masturbating in the bathroom..." Oh mom please... Please don't tell dad... Please forgive me mom... Please... I'm begging you... Please don't tell dad!!!" "You dirty little boy... Here I. I want to feel him fill me with it. We move so I can get on my hands and knees. He scoots my skirt up over my arse, and playfully spanks it. The warmth of his hands on my hips, he takes his cock and with one swift movement plows himself inside me. It hurts so fucking good. We have no desire to be gentle, or slow. This is a true, no holds fuck. I lean back and grind into each thrust, whilst he fucks me harder. I can feel his balls slam against me. My juices are running down my thighs, soaking. ” After a short breathe, you continue, “Well, the past year or so, I haven’t felt as desired or wanted like before.” You see me start to get red and start to respond but you cut me off.“Honey, it’s okay. I understand, things happen when men get older. They lose some of the desire. And you know what they say about women in their forties wanting it all the time.” I blush and am little embarrassed like I disappointed you.“I’m so sorry you feel like that honey, I will try better, it’s just so hard. ?But what had happened?? She was in the changing room admiring herselfin the mirror.? The door burst open andthe salesman was there.? ?Is everythingto your satisfaction?? he had asked as he grabbed her and put something overher nose and mouth.? And now she washere, in this cramped dark room.? She couldn?teven figure out where the door was.?Karla was scared. Now panic and claustrophobia were setting in.? Karla started pounding on the walls andscreaming.? She wasn?t sure how long shewas at.