Could she really feel herself not to be entitled? For Christ sake, she's not that different at all. She had also been troubled by some thoughts of let...ing herself to be less strict in regard of all this. But she simply couldn't imagine all the milestones. For a moment Sandra've been felt curious. By looking at the ones she knew, she couldn't say definetely wether it would've worked out or not. Seemed like Jenny and her son Rick got quite accustomed to that. Or at least, that's what Jennifer has. Shoes and wigs were all neatly arranged near the lighted two-seatervanity area. The right side of the room mainly consisted of closeddrawers which did not belay the secret of what they contained.Two seating platforms were connected to the floor on a recessed circulartrack, complete with connection to a device with a few masks and lot oftubes was the in the center of the room. They could be moved together orindependently and made as a table or a chair. The room also had varietyof flat video. She began to thrust into me, almost withdrawing then entering again, so that the tip of her girl cock was one moment between my lips, the next buried deep. Her hands moved to cup my breasts, to squeeze my nipples and she thrust faster and deeper. Her breath was coming faster, as was mine. Just like that first time her climax was close, her cries becoming more guttural, her language coarser until she emitted a huge groan and I felt her body stiffen and heard the wail of her orgasm. She stayed. Being bound, she was unable to see past my frame. Lynn slowly stuck a third, then a fourth finger inside her mom. Monica moaned in delight, “Y-e-e-e-e-s-s-s!” she stuttered. I looked back to see Lynn doing her best to fully fist fuck Monica. I wasn’t sure her tight pussy could stretch that far but Lynn had other plans. I slowly watched as Lynn finally fit all four fingers and then her petite hand deep inside her mom. Nearly coming again, I pulled my cock.