After a half hour of foreplay with my lips, nipples, earlobes and asshole, she would bring on my shivering climax with fingernails or a vibrator in my...ass. Helpless, bound, drugged, I existed in a torpid limbo relieved only by moments of sexual ecstasy the like of which I had never known. Before my captivity I had found release in sex, I had given pleasure in sex but I had never really looked forward to sex except as a means to an end. Now, I existed only during interludes with my. .."I wasn't sure how genuine his anger was but I gently pulled him away from the woman – crying silently now, I noticed, eyes wide in shock and fear – and interposed myself between them."My colleague is right, Queta. He's not the devil and I'm not the dangerous pervert you so fondly remember. Round here, in fact, we're pretty much the good guys." I paused for a second, not because I expected a response but just to see if was hearing any of this. She still looked totally awestruck but her eyes. It got bigger as I played with it and it came out from between the folds. It reminded me of my penis, coming out from beneath its sheath. I delved deeper beneath the folds and found a deeper fold. I presumed this was the entrance to the vagina. I placed one finger inside. Her body clenched in response to my insertion. I tried to relax her body by removing the finger a little. Her body responded by clenching the finger, trying to draw it in, so I did. I placed the finger deeper and drew it back. Inside I knew mom wouldn’t agree and wanted to check how much longer this lasts. So I didn’t tell them.I told them that I will go the to washroom and come, they went to my mom and stood in a circle around her. She was at the buffet tables taking her dinner. Then my friend went near her and started talking to her. Other friends came a bit closer so that no one could see what’s going on there. My friend then rubbed his hand on my mom’s waist while taking the food. Then he went more close to her.