I could not turn, Ivanova held my face tight as the dildo pressed against my rear entrance and slowly but inexorably entered me. I was full, two dildo... working into me in time together. Hands on my shoulders and at my face held me there, my dress up, my breasts still covered by the silk of it but hard against Ivanova’s naked body. I was close to orgasm. I had never felt such arousal. Such abandon. I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Mira leaning against the wall beside Ivanova and realised in. This bar is to hold your legs open. lean against me and step one foot through the loop of rope, then the other.”Mom did as he said and he wrapped the ropes around the bar and her ankles until she was securely fastened. He tied the ropes off on the bar and then draped the ends over her arms, between the loops holding her elbows. Then he got the head collar and secured it around her forehead with the tie ring in the back. He then stepped back and admired her body, standing there with her legs. All that hot, wet pussy flesh surrounding the tip of my cock felt really good. Really good. It was almost instinctive to push a little.She sucked in air as I stretched her and I pulled back and angled myself so that the head slipped up over her hair. I stroked again, and again her hands started pushing. I don’t know if I was teasing her, or if she was teasing me.“We’re going to do something you won’t like if you keep doing that,” I panted.“But it feels so gooood,” she whimpered.“It’s too big,”. I had just gotten a fantastic blow job from my mother, that sexless person about whom I never fantasized, never ever pictured as I jerked off. I knew she was a female; she had breasts and bought sanitary napkins and closed the door to the bathroom, but I never thought of her as a woman. She was just my mother, and all of a sudden she had given me a pipe-cleaning that I would never forget.She kicked off her shoes and dropped her uniform slacks to the floor. My eyes went to the hot pink bikini.