I didn't mind because it only meant that I was in control, and he loved it more than he knew.I pushed his dick down my throat a little bit and gagged,...but he didn't mind at all about that either. He just wanted me, and maybe even for reasons he didn't understand. I was sweating my ass off, but again, the emotional adrenaline was more than enough for me.I breathed through my nose the best I could, but with me pushing myself, I made it harder on myself, but I was still determined to make him feel. As a matter of fact. Why don't you pack up your laundry and we can do it after you take me to a nice dinner. Even better we can do it all day tomorrow it is Saturday." You don't have to do that," Peter said."Hey Trish is younger and prettier, but I'm more useful." she said. "Not to mention more comfortable." No comment," Peter said. "I'll take off early and be waiting for you, clothes in hand, after work." Good you can use my machines, but tomorrow you are going to have to do the work. I am. I missed you and mo ... er I mean Mrs. Simpson has been waiting for you.” Tom just hugged his daughter, knowing full well what she meant. Maybe today, he thought.“Hi Tom are you ready to go. I’m looking for a “quieter” time.”“Mom! We are not that ... noisy.” Jill said, trying to look hurt.“I love you all” giving the two a kiss and hug, Beth still in bed, they said their good buys and off they went.“They ate, shopped, well Karen did, ate and then Tom said, putting his arm around her...”Karen, if. We laid her down and while one of us used her mouth again the other took a vibrator to her clit and made her cum over and over. One of us would get an idea but both had to try it. We would get soft and she did anything and everything to get us going again. We went at her for over two hours. Wow.”As he told the story one hand had slipped inside the sports bra and was pulling and squeezing the nipple while the other hand had moved to the front and was rubbing her pussy through the thin shorts..