He heard a low hum and watched his lover squirm at the vibrations she felt in her pussy. He clicked the button a second time and the vibrations change.... This time she let out a low moan.“You like that, don’t you. Such a slut. I knew you would.”Scott squeezed her ass then moved over to a small chair he turned to face the bed. For the next several minutes he played with the remote and its various settings, alternating the pulses she felt in her pussy. He watched her intently as her breathing. It was getting cluttered in there so I built a heavy workbench out of 4x4s and 2x8s across the rear of the garage and put in a row of florescent shop lights above it. Then I had a place for all my crap. Next I put in a 220 volt outlet for the welder. That looked so good that I put in another and bought a good air compressor. The lines and tools were cheap once you had the compressor installed. All I needed was a table saw, a router, a drill press and a band saw. Feed me good lumber and a set of. I couldn’t stop pleasing her. I wanted to make my sister come. I wanted to hear her gasping and moaning in delight. To hear her passion sing through the closet.But we had to stay hidden. Clint hadn’t told us to come out.“Clint-sama,” Mother moaned over and over, her face contorting in pleasure. “Oh, yes! I ... I...”“Don’t fight it, slut,” Clint growled. “You deserve this pleasure. No fumbling fingers. No using substitute toys. Tonight, a man is making you cum.”“Yes!” she gasped, humping against. Firmly and at the same pace as your thrusts, you circle her need pressing hard against her, heightening her already intense pleasures.Breathless and lost in rapture, she moans. Her pleasure audible, you know that you’re pushing her closer and closer to tumbling over that sweet and luscious edge into pure ecstasy. She grabs desperately at her own body, finding her thick, tight nipples and pulling on them as she massages her flesh.You thrust hard and deep into her tight little body, her orgasm.