He grunted as he ground to a halt. He lay there, his prickspent, his balls empty, her pussy still twitching against hisshrinking cock. "Whewwww!"... Judy moaned. With her passion gone, being pressed into thefloor was uncomfortable as hell. "Get off me, Tommy," she moaned. "God." Tommy rolled off, his prick popping from the gooey tightnessof her pussy. "You're some fuck, s*s!" he said as he stood up.He leaned against the counter, his prick hanging, droplets of cumoozing down his. I helped him to bed and went to sleep on the floor.Later that night I found someone waking me up. It was my buddys mom. She told me to follow her and I though for sure that I wasbusted. She led me into the living room and at me down on the couch. HSe told me that she had woken up during my little experience and let me get on with it . She also said that she had never been satisfied that much by her husband.She then told me that she only missed two tings from our sex. with that she came over to. I took a few picture of her as she breathed hoarsely through her nose. I particularly revelled in taking my time photographing her face, as she looked up with wide eyes that pleaded with me to hurry. I put my camera down and reached out to cup her breasts. As she snorted in disbelief, I said, ‘I need to make sure your nipples are erect for the clamps.’ I produced the nipple clamps, identical to the ones I had used on Danielle in the photos I had shown Fiona two days previous, and. Sitting hunched over all day has taken a toll on her. I offer to try and rub it out before bed, to which she happily agrees and shifts in spot to face away from me. I start working my right thumb into the knot and massaging her shoulders. She coos softly. I decide to try and see how far I can push this and nonchalantly work both hands up and under the back of her top without losing my massaging rhythm. She doesn’t resist or question it in the slightest. And then to my surprise she reaches back.