She began to move up and down. She was on top, the way it used to be,but this was better. She could twist and wriggle. There was much moregoing on.... More control. More sensitivity. She could quicken the pace.And then she could feel his hips rising off the bed to meet her. She hadproduced plenty of saliva, and it made a wonderful sound, between thebanging of his hips on her inside thighs."Easy baby," she whispered. There would be no pretence this time. Itwas rising in her. It was close.. It was just hitting me again that Rachel wasn’t going to be there, again, ever ... Connie, Rachel’s mother, was at the sink, washing dishes. We really didn’t have enough glassware to be supporting the drinking habits of thirty or forty people.“John, where do these go?” she asked. I stepped over to the sink and peered over her shoulder at the dish she was holding — and suddenly realized that my dozen years of marriage had betrayed me. I had my hand on my mother-in-law’s ass!“Oops!” I withdrew. This time I was brought alongside a device thatcan best be described as being the shape and size of a massage table with athickly padded leather top. It seemed to be divided along its length into threesections. On either side half way up the middle section was a vertical polethat seemed to have circular eyelets at various heights. Mariko was dragged reluctantly across the floor onall fours. As she resisted the pressure from the leash attached to her collarblows were applied to her thighs with. She thought his big cock had never looked better and was soon kissing and licking up and down the shaft. She would normally go slow and really savor his cock, but today she couldn’t wait and was soon sucking with reckless abandon. She could tell he was going to cum and held the head in her mouth as she jerked it with her hand. Soon his body began to tremble and he began shooting stream after stream of warm sperm down her throat. She murmured her approval as she swallowed every delicious drop,.