I lick along the wet shaft, tasting her again, twisting the toy into my mouth and using the floor to slide my mouth up and down the length.With the to... in my mouth I am unaware what Mistress Chelsea has been doing behind me, until I feel her hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. I brace myself for what I know is coming next.I feel the thick shaft of her strap on the large head pushing against my tight ass....she pushes, the wetness from my pussy providing the only lubrication...and she. But then I had the most incredible night of my life. It wasn’t just sex, it was making love, and then I was stupid enough not to tell her that and worse still, let her give me the brush off. I need to know how to fix it.’ Mark let out a long sigh. Afterwards he was silent for what felt like forever, but was probably only a minute. ‘You have to tell her. It might take time to convince her after that, it did for me, but you need to start by telling her the truth.’ ‘What if she laughs in my face?’. It looks so scary" I say as a smile creeps up on my face"Let's go in" I say in excitement "Can't. Iv already tried. The doors are locked and so are the Windows" "Dude it's like a zillion years old. I don't think anyone would care if you busted a window." "There's this thing called witnesses, and jail. I don't like either of those two words put together when I'm involved" "Haha aw da whittle pussy is afwaid of getting in twouble" I mock as I bust my elbow through the window, unlocking it.. My fingers worked their way through the forest of her pubic hair until they came to the outer lips of her pussy. Then my fingers were past those lips and rubbing at the warm inner recess of her slit, her juices wetting my fingers as they passed over the oozing hole of her pussy.Next thing I knew my mother was falling backwards, her hands pulling me down with her, I landed on my knees before her wide-spread legs. Reaching up she began to pull at me, her hands demanding as she tugged me over her.