It proved too much for me to take. Gasping, my back arched and my pussy clamped tight onto Rob’s cock. I was going to orgasm. Unable to breathe as m... pussy continued its vise-like grip on Rob’s shaft, I felt as though I’d pass out until I finally started to cum, moaning, “Hh fuck, yesss.”The intensity of my orgasm was overwhelming, pussy contracting and releasing repeatedly. By the time I was regaining a tiny fraction of my senses, mom’s shirt was unbuttoned, and Rob and she kissed. I’m looking forward to it.”I touched my finger to my brow and left her. She watched me leaving, then as she turned, I saw the smile forming on her face as she glanced back at me then walked out the back door to the patio, lit up a smoke, and pulled her phone out. I watched her from the parking lot. Maybe I was a stalker.She talked on the phone, animatedly, smiling and laughing, then said something, nodded, spoke again, pushed the screen, put the phone in her jacket pocket, and put the cigarette. 'Let them hear if they wanna. 'Fucking Grove Street up in here ... represent ...' Carl felt the cum running cool down the sides of his hot body as his climax faded. He rose quickly, not wanting to get it on the sheets, and the pool of it began to sluice down towards his thick pubes as he did. He grabbed the towel he had discarded and began to staunch the spreading mess. Mopping and rubbing at himself, and then his big member. Another thick bead of cum revealed itself at his piss slit as he. It was a very small room and the Bathroom was tiny. I had been in there before. It was actually one of the Servants Quarters. When there were babies in the house the Nanny stayed there. Since the Nanny was no longer needed, the room was used for the laundress, to do the ironing. There was another room for this next to the laundry room but it was easier to do the ironing on the floor that all the Bedrooms were on. We were still in Sharons Bedroom when we heard a lot of motion outside the door in.