“Reach around and finger your clit. Make yourself cum with a fist in your ass!” She reached around and got to work with no delay.“YES! I LIKE IT... I WANT I WANT IT!! IT'S SO GOOD!!! I’M GOING TO…. UHH… AARAARARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!! OH FUUUUUCK"She violently spasmed and shook as her orgasm rocked her entire body. When she started to cum I stopped moving and watched her fuck herself on my cock and fist as hard and fast as she could. Sweat was flying off her naked body and I enjoyed watching her take. " I almost slipped off the edge of the bed when I slid my legs open and scooted forward to get easier access to my cunt. Grace has never been my strength. Robert heard my stumble on the hardwood floor and chuckled, but did not say a word about it. "Okay now... back to your clit. Keep rubbing it back and forth. I want it peeking out of its little hood exposed for any torment I might choose." This kind of explicit and almost clinical talk both humiliates me and drives me crazy with need. My hips. Each breath long and deep, but inhaled and released as quietly as possible.I counted each breath, to keep myself sharp and to keep focused. I reached a hundred breathes in what felt like fifteen seconds. I kept counting, breathing in, breathing out. As I reached a thousand I realized that I had begun to relax. The last memory that I had was when I reached about twenty five hundred, my comfort growing as the count went higher and higher, my focus the key to my survival of the situation, as. It felt like I would never quit squirting into Sue.Sunday dinner was the usual only this time Ben didn't spend a lot of time trying to elicit information. We spent a very pleasant afternoon visiting and playing pool while mom and daughter, Beth and Sue, visited and chatted.We stopped by the shop on the way home as it was getting close to five. Four trucks looked complete and there was a stainless steel bed that was having the locks installed. That thing was bright. It might be too much and.