’ I continued to obey her like a silent child, and fondled her breasts. After a few seconds, she let out a loud shriek, ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’, and held me so tightly, and pierced her nails into my back. She was indeed having an orgasm. I continued pressing her breasts. After a while, she opened her eyes, smiled at me, and continued stroking my cock. I couldn’t believe she had an orgasm, I wanted to ask, but I didn’t want to spoil my moment. I thought I would ask later.She. They led me into a large bedroom with a gigantic brass bed. Again we were in a kind of deadlock and again it was Lea who took the initiative, this time by action rather than words; she tugged Vicki's blouse up over her head. Vicki followed suit, pulling Lea's shirt up over her head. Then they both turned to me and began undressing me, not stopping until I was fully undressed. I wanted to undress them but they pushed me back onto the bed and proceeded to undress each other.They were both very. They're all fixed now. May I please wear some clean socks? Mine are so dirty they're almoststiff! YUCK! As ordered, I've been spending about 30 minutes a day, naked squattingin the corner finger fucking my ass for you. It was hard to do the firstthree days and my legs still hurt when i do it, butit no longer hurts to finger fuck my ass. Thank you Sir. I also spent most of Saturday tied up and handcuffed as ordered, it took almost 4 hours for the ice to melt. Ialso drank three big glasses. "Leave it alone, mom. I like it. It makes you look sexy." You actually like this streak of gray? It makes me look old! Wait. Did you just call me sexy?" Yes, mom. I always thought that dad never appreciated you the way he should have."At the time, my son was wearing tight jeans with no shirt. All his muscles were on display! I felt just the slightest heat of arousal somewhere deep within me. I shook my head to clear it out.Did my own son really think I, his own mother, was sexy? Because of some.