Normally he spanked her with his hand, or her ‘new’ hairbrush, which she used every morning to brush her hair. Large and wooden and wicked, it lef... very nice, purple bruises on her owned bum.He’d spanked her last night, and twice already today, edging her several times around each spanking. How many times had he asked her if she could take a dozen more with the hairbrush? She always answered the same, by arching up, asking for the extras, wanting to please him, even when she was on the verge. ”It was then that she felt him swell inside her. It was obviously the latter.“Does it excite you Tommy, imagining your mother pushing your wax cock into her cunt?”Tommy groaned and Maureen felt his penis swell again as he ejaculated inside her vagina.When Tommy had left, Maureen although disappointed that he had come before she had a chance to, she thought about his reaction when she had raised the subject of his mother pushing the wax copy of his cock up inside her vagina. It had obviously. Lips like their male equivalent would be a 12 incher. Those lips on that tiny, tight little hole… her pink, clear space between that and her tiny asshole, I wanted to lick it. I was rubbing her legs and I got myself hard again, so we fucked in the morning. That was every morning with her. I couldn’t affectionately rub her thighs or back good night or good morning without springing the most massive erection. I remembered when erectile dysfunction was half of my act, but now, this tight, tiny. Without a word, I lifted her hand and guided it back to her crotch, and she slipped it back inside."Don't be sorry. Isabelle said that you knew that I've spied on you before. That should answer your question."She smiled, "Okay. We'll give it another try. So where did we leave off?" I was just telling you about how Isabelle secretly made you promise to do something." Oh right. And what happened afterwards?"In the corner of my eye, I saw my mother's hand getting back to work, rubbing herself. Her.