All these feelings combined, always motivated Matt to perform every act with utmost care, never to displease his Mistress.Amy didn’t give much thoug...t to Matt’s existence. Right now as Matt moved to her other foot, she was lost in the book that she was reading. She was happy with the pleasant sensation of tongue on her feet but that just about all that Matt meant to her – a tongue for her feet. She never felt any sort of guilt at using Matt for relieving her feet as she knew that by doing this. All it took was patience. I was obsessed with watching Vince slide into me while wanting, no, needing to take it all. There was no other way. My reward was feeling his cock far up in my guts and his huge balls pressing against my anus. I had formed around him. I shouted like a k** winning a prize "I got all of it! Oh my god it's all in me". As my husband clicked away. Just having all of him in me brought on an avalanche of small climaxes. Vince then released my legs as he dropped his torso on. I thought I saw something in my peripheral vision and turned my head and instantly regretted it. My mother had opened my door and was standing in my room watching me.“Fuck, me!” I yelled and threw my head back. At least my dick was going down.“Well, Kevin, I certainly never expected this. I guess you needed your mommy more than you thought,” she said softly. I lifted my head to look at her, trying to decide what tactic would work best to salvage some of my pride. And then promptly forgot about. "The feeling began to make me climax as he pumped his cock deeper into my ass, grabbing my hips and moaning in pleasure. My soft clitty began to rub against my thong and I could feel it oozing into the lacy garment.He noticed my climax and quickly pushed me off him onto my back, leaping up and burying his head between my legs to suck on my tiny clit. I screamed in pleasure as he sucked my clitty into his warm mouth, feeling my whole body start to tremble. I clawed at the bed sheets and groaned.