After a while, she wiped her tears and controlling her sobs, she said, “Babe, I am sorry for everything. I am really sorry, but please, please don�...t do this. Think about our daughter… Think about my parents… It will destroy them. Please, babe! Don’t do this to me. I love you, you know that right?”As Carol was speaking, I took out the phone and played the recording of her voice of the previous night: “Babe, please, understand! There are some things you are not good at and I accept that. I still. ” He replied.Cheryl kept watching Alex fondle himself as she took her time walking over and sitting on the edge of his twin bed. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. Alex started to pant as she watched him frantically beating his meat.“One more kiss, Mom. Please.” Alex begged.Cheryl again leaned over to kiss his cheek. Alex turned his head, and their lips met. Cheryl put her hands on each of his cheeks and kept kissing him. She must have been kissing him for more than a minute when he pulled. She looked at me and said- “so you want to see what I brought you over her for.” I said “sure” and figured she was going to drop her skirt and show me a clit piercing or something. She says come here- we walked into her bedroom. I was getting hornier by the moment. She then goes over to her closet, opens the door and pulls out this contraption. It is all metal except for a beautiful green dildo on one of the pieces. I just stared at the thing and she says “it is a fucking machine, have you ever. Kissed Satan’s hairy ass, all of it.’ ‘Fuck off,’ Ellen repeated a little less confidently. ‘Well in a movie,’ Barbara replied and there was that throaty chuckle again and the wicked, knowing eyes. ”Slaves of Satan,’ nineteen-sixty-seven, you might be able to catch it on a late, late, show, but it would probably only be about eighteen minutes long after they cut out all of the nudity.’ ‘No doubt you were the featured attraction,’ Ellen replied, deploying her own wicked smile while running her.