"Sorry, I just wanted to see how hard it gets." The same as before! It's just...smaller." Smaller and....more sensitive?" His palm brushes the undersi...e of my cockand I tremble. His skin is so rough against mine, that for a moment Ifear I'm about to shoot directly into his hand. I fight for control as itbobs gently. "Wow, you're on the edge. This whole thing is really turningyou on, isn't it?" Brad, I..." I want to deny it, but my head is swimming in a sea of lust. Ijust can't help it, it's. After that demonstration, of the effectiveness of her teaching, I couldn't wait for the next 'lesson'. Not to say I didn't get turned, on every night we had one.The next 'lesson', was a day or two later. All the circumstances were about the same, except that I had a lot more confidence, not only in the 'lessons', but in myself too. The other exception was, that Mom was wearing a lace, shorty night-gown, complete with panties. This evening started out like the other recent ones had, with me. "Oooh, Shawn, come and have a look at these magazines and movies. And there'san enormous wooden cock in the wardrobe. Surely daddy doesn't make mommytake that."Curiosity got the better of him and he dawdled out and stood in the hall looking at herthrough the open door."Look, Shawn," she held up the wooden cock. "And this," she showed him a largevibrator. "There's a plastic doll that you blow up and it got a cunt with hair around it,see!"He watched her inflating the rubber doll not believing his. Gasping moans escaped through clenched teeth.Delight convulsed about Marilynn’s tentacle. It was pure joy feeling the young woman’s cunny writhe and ripple, massaging the plunging tentacle. Marilynn shuddered. Her body tensed as her orgasm swelled inside of her. ... connection imminent... “Yes,” she screamed. “I’m connecting with you, Daisy.”A powerful convulsion surged through Marilynn’s body. Electricity erupted from her pussy. A powerful surge ran down her tentacle. She grit her teeth as the.