Entering the second bedroom I walked between the beds, my eyes focused on one of the bedside tables and Mom's book. My attention however was diverted ...y the two piles of clothing on each bed. Mom's green dress on one and Faye's denim shorts and purple top on the other. It made it obvious who was sleeping where. I stopped in my tracks as I noticed what else was with the clothing, both women's underwear.There are decisions we make that define our lives, that set us on courses we otherwise. .." And then after a few more thrusts into her she cried out, "I'm coming darling...I'm coming...come with me...please come with me..."Her legs were wrapped round my waist as with my hands under her buttocks I dragged her on to me. I released my sperm deep into her as she wept and sobbed beneath me, begging me to fill her. I don't think I'd ever ejected so much semen before, and I wanted the anguish of my orgasm to go on for ever, but of course it didn't.I felt a most wonderful sense of deep. She got ready and set off, a journey of about 5 miles each way so I gave myself 30 minutes of time. I watched her drive well down the road and clearly on her way. I hurried up to her bedroom and caught my breath after all this time I had made it in to her bedroom though on my own. I looked in the first drawer but it was not it, then the second then the third and there they were. All laid out neatly mainly white brassierres, knickers, and tights all on top. Carefullly and remembering how they. Better change that tune fast!I'm a good sport; I give you a good couple minutes head-start. I have a watch to time the interval. After that, every thirty seconds you're still trying, I reach over and give your ass an open-palmed smack. I start off soft, then get harder--my hand _and_ my cock! Gradually you shift into a train of sounds: smack: quick grunt, long moan. Smack: quick grunt, long moan. You surrender yourself to the rhythm, knowing my hand is never going to more than redden your.