She made herself a promise.Never again would she challenge herself to 'see how many times she could cum'. After four or five she'd lost count and coul... only estimate that it was the sixth or seventh that had knocked her into unconsciousness. Sitting up, she adjusted the pillows and got comfortable, glancing at her door. Thank God it was still locked. She'd strip the bed and organise her laundry soon.She was pleased about one thing. Although her grip was tenuous, she imagined it was getting. My mother was home, she said hi then went straight for the computer. She was on there for hours before finally I got a reply. My heart was pounding as I waited for the message to load.'Hi David! I'm Ruth! You're also good looking and I'm also single! ' me and my mother spoke for around a month, with just the basics and boring stuff before finally, it spiced up a bit. I was downstairs watching a love film with my mum and we were both on our iPads, when I received s message from her, ' so David. I could tell she was annoyed, but as I was about to come up with a reply she glanced down at my groin and her eyes widened.“Hmm I see you did get turned on listening didn’t you, you dirty little boy”“What? No, I mean, um… Oh god. I’m sorry Clair; please don’t tell anyone, I’ll do anything.” I said, fear rising in my voice, what if she told my fiancée or her husband they were only down the hall. I could hear them laughing and joking in the living room, I guess they thought I was still making a. My hips thrust towards you as my fingers dig into your broad shoulders. I moan a bit in frustration, I need the penetration of your skilled fingers or your delicious lips on mine again. I'd love your cock of course, but we may not have the time. We are expected back shortly. My heart sinks as you pull away from me. It's always too short. You search the hallway and then quickly grab my hand and begin to lead me away. It's hard for me to keep up as my legs are still jello from the excitement. A.