As I sucked her nipple, I would eventually find a way to slide my hand up under my head and start to rub her pussy. The harder I sucked and the more ... touched the more she moaned. She was always soaking wet by this time and coated my fingers in her slippery juices. She would push against my hand as I put in two fingers and then three…riding my hand with abandon.When I got her worked up enough, she turned the tides on me, from being a caring nurturing mom, to a dominating slut. She would. But you’re lucky - I brought an alternative!”With that proclamation, I present the two alligator clamps that I brought. From her facial expression, I’m not sure if she considered herself as lucky as I did, but that’s beside the point. Speaking of point: her nipples are clearly in favour of the harsh clamps, as they form two sharp points. Soon, both points are flattened by the sharp teeth of the metal clamps. The cruel clamps have a strong spring, so this definitely gets her attention. But I’ve. "Now Robert!" and with that I was banished. I took my time gathering the Nintendo controller and wires to spite them. I could hear my mom returning from the hall timidly, speaking in a low voice, "Is he still...?" Yeah." my Dad replied, impatience in his voice.She started, "well tell me when he..." Bullshit!" he interrupted her, now clearly annoyed. "Get your ass over here!" he said without even looking her way. "Hurry up Robert!" anger now thick in his voice. I didn't dare defy him so I. Carl showed up again and again we danced smoothly to a tango beat. It was delicious. If you love to dance, you can't resist your perfect dance partner. We stood and talked between numbers and I discovered he was retired NAVY, so that gave something to talk about. My father had been in the Navy and our early years were spread around the country. We danced again and I felt his cock against my tummy. He moved so that it grazed my tummy from one side to the other as we turned. It wasn't unpleasant..