"Why dear? You see him every day," his tone was motherly. Her righthand glided and touched my lap. Her fingers traced my thigh. I was sojittery that...I jerked my leg. My hand snapped forward, preventing her tolie her hands on me."You might want to drive faster, 'Mom'," I said."You might want to drive faster. 'Mom'," she answered, imitatingKimberly's voice.That really ruffled my feathers. "Why don't you..." before I couldfinish the sentence another jolt hit my back. For a second I could. I took my right hand and inserted two fingers in her hot pussy and they slid home with ease as Theresa reacted to being slightly filled as my tongue continued to work over her clit. I finger fucked her with a steady rhythm that matched my tongue strokes and she was loving it squealing and bucking her hips as she reached different levels of arousal. I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and sucked the white cream off of them as I stood up and started undoing my pants. I watched her as I undressed. A crackling sound came through the box."Well hello there child, I'm glad you are awake" Who are you!? what do you want from me? why am I bound like this ?" so many questions, first tell me your name" Euhm...Sarah My name is Sarah hemmingberg" Sarah, good, very pretty name, my name is Harlen" Mister Harlen, sir, I don't know where I am , I am scarred! I just want to go home now!" calm down Sarah, Your in my laboratory, your perfectly safe," but I have to go to school! and if my parents don't see. Of course my wife made it painfully clear to me that she had absolutely no interest whatsoever in touching me anywhere. It had been six months since my little dick had felt anything but my own hand, but I felt grateful that I was still allowed to touch myself on occasion. As my wife ran her riding crop along my skin, she looked deeply into my eyes. "He tasted good, didn’t he, Timmy?" she asked. Ashamed, I looked away. Connie gently pushed her riding crop against my chin and turned my head to.