You continue your soft and sweet kissing, while slowly putting a finger into my dripping wet pussy, you tongue comes out and soon you sweet and soft k...sses turn rough and full of passion, and your finger fucking me. My body starts to shake, you keep this pace but slip another finger in, and I am just about to cum and stop, saying not yet. You flip me over so I am on my knees still tied up and I still can’t see, you then get on your knees and ram into my pussy, then pull out, you do this a few. One major thing I also remember from Sunday night was Mom keeping her promise to Darla to finish what she had started. So, after our little chat, Mom had set me on the edge of the couch, shed my shorts and then her own tank top exposing her bra-less boobs. She had me lift my ass to put the edge of her top under it so the rest could d**** down over the edge of the cushion. She took my shorts and placed them on the floor by the edge of the couch.Mom then declared in a playful way "Your slutty mom. Sicher geilt er sich an den Bildern von ihr auf. Sie lehrt noch rasch eine der kleinen Rumflaschen, klopft flüchtig an und tritt ein.Ihr Chef sitzt am Schreibtisch und blickt auf als sie eintritt. Aha, wen haben wir denn da, sagt er und steht auf. Diana bleibt vollkommen cool und setzt ein verführerisches Lächeln auf. Guten Tag Herr Waltermann, haucht sie mit erotischer Stimme. Herr Waltermann kommt auf sie zu und gibt ihr die Hand. Er muss ihre Alkoholfahne deutlich wahrnahmen, sagt aber. Who is that sitting next to me? Bailey? No. That's old timer Grimsley from the pipe shop. When did he get here? My face, I can't feel my face. I reached up with my hand and started to pull on my lower lip. It was attached, but I couldn't feel it.Grimsley saw me sitting there pulling on my lower lip. He waved his hand in front of my eyes, looking to see if I could focus on him. "He's really fucked up! What time did you boys get here?"Bailey leaned in towards me, his face directly in front of.