As her legs were up in the air, he could pump his cock further, slamming his pelvis into her. The slapping noise and groans they were giving off were ...o noisy it even woke the dog up. Mrs. Thomas was now in her own little world and Harry had put her there. All the nights that she had dreamed of this, while playing with her pussy, using vibrators and even using the shower, were nothing compared even in the slightest to Harry’s actual cock. Every pump of his cock was every single vibrator she. But the next day was different. The first day I had tried so hard to make a special connection, and the second day I resigned myself to the "I'm just your mom" gig, but the third day was Saturday and all of us were home all day.One difference was that I stayed home whereas usually I hung out with my friends until dinner and then went out again. Typically, I was home no more than an hour after I got up and though Dad didn't seem to notice anything different, Mom certainly did. She seemed antsy. All that kept her from such a course of action was finding Denise's cell phone number in her purse as she looked for her car keys.Desperately she punched in the numbers."Hello." Denise, it's Lynn." What's wrong?" asked Peter's wife, having read Lynn's emotional state from just those three words.Lynn explained through the sobs."I'll be right over. Give me the address."Denise was there in less than fifteen minutes. Lynn fell into her arms and, once again, Denise was the strength Lynn needed to. Her dress fits snuggly, emphasising the curve of her waist and the shape of her breasts. I can see his eyes settle on her, examining every curve as he studies my submissive’s posture. I know she can feel his gaze as I notice her breathing quicken, her fingers curling into nervous fists in her lap.“She does know how to make herself look… appetizing, doesn’t she?”“Yes, she does.. Slut, Display.”She hesitates only for one instant, and then assumes the position. I admire the way she offers her body.