.. and I love his cock." We all chuckled at this. "But I realize that he and I probably don't have any permanent connections developing. Those feeling... may develop later. It would be nice. But, as of right now, I'm just having a really good time fucking a senior guy who has a really nice cock and knows how to keep his mouth shut at the right time." She looked nervous for a second and said, "I think he knows ... about us, I mean. He didn't say anything directly, but I got the impression that he. Groaning, the dichotomy of her proper stepmother in the past and the slut cock sucking mother of the present blowing Izzy’s mind as she continued to play with herself, feverishly taunting anyone in sight with her spread legs and busy fingers. Her own actions were so far past anything she had done in the past, that she had no real recognition that she was acting just as slutty as her stepmother ... she just knew she had to get off, and the look of lust on her mother’s eyes helped fuel that need. I should know as I have been 'Grilled' by a few, who like to seat you on a chair in an open space, where they can fire questions at you and watch you squirm, and the whole fucking saga is sanctioned by law, their reports depend on your willingness to divulge your innermost secrets, your masturbatory traits and frequency, what you were thinking as you fingered yourself, and what you really wanted as an ideal sexual encounter.Boys, as I found out later, were asked completely different questions,. I slowly closed the tap and started rubbing my cock. It was so silent, So, I applied soap to my cock and shagged. I made sure that “chak… chak..” sound was audible to my mom. I started to do it harder and harder. It was very noisy that my mom can listen to it for sure. I got courage and made some noise,”aahhh…aahhh..ahh”. I cummed there and washed and came outside. Mom was standing near the door and asked ,”Ulla, ena da saththam”.(What was the noise, inside?). I said its nothing I was simply.