I asked her to keep riding me and I inserted my finger in her ass and started finger fucking her and she was riding me and screening again with pleasu...e and she was holding me like she is hugging me and riding me; her hot breath is blowing in my ears and I became more wild and I asked her to keep riding me. I started fucking her from my side in sitting position and kissed her lips and she is chewing my lips and sucking passionate. Then in I stopped finger fucking her and holding her shoulders. On one hand, this madehim feel awkward and useless in front of the family - on the other, itreinforced his desire - his need almost - to be fed like a helplessinfant. The conflict between being considered even more infantile bybeing fed in front of everyone, and his desire for maternal attention,made him very unhappy.Much to his surprise, he found his hand moving slower and slower, andeven more food tumbled from the shaky spoon. A very childish emotionwelled up inside him. 'It's not fair,'. In addition to that, she wore only a single pair of white women's briefs that admittedly looked sexy as hell on her as she pulled out a chair by the kitchen table sitting down. I opened the refrigerator peering in, my peripheral vision spotting her as she did that.It was obvious she was fishing for information, but even if she came right out and asked me directly if we'd done anything, I wasn't about to tell her either way. As much as she might have wanted to, she didn't, though I could see her. There was no change.Nothing at all. Except him being even more horny. Which was notnecessarily a bad thing, given the differences in their sex drives.His fingers tangled in her hair, urging her lips to his cock. She partedher mouth around him, taking the head into her mouth. She swirled hertongue around the tip, feeling the familiar surge of longing filling herinside. She loved touching him. Loved feeling him inside of her. Thatwasn't why she'd tried the potion, attempted the spell. It was for.