Today, she adds something new to the missionary position. Not innovative, just something I haven’t seen Mom do before. She laced her fingers behind ...er neck.Such a small, almost effortless change, but it changes everything. Her armpits hair is exposed, a turn-on for me.This pose lifts her ribcage and her breasts lift, too. Not dormant on her rib cage or flaccidly leaning on her upper arms at her sides. They’re proud, fuller, rounder. Arrogant breasts. This pose tautens her belly, arches her. I know it will hurt more, but I don’tthink you are going to come going this slow, and everysecond is agonizing. Please do everything you can thinkof to speed this up. I’m dying.”Wendell began moving faster. He looked down at hismember going in and out of the small, tight hole in themiddle of her beautiful rear. He pulled it out further,as far as it would go without coming free, and plungedit all the way back in. As he was doing this, he felthimself becoming aroused. He went. I put the kettle on to boil in the kitchenette. I do tea. Most of the office does coffee, and it’s great coffee, but I get the jitters from too much caffeine and right now all the thoughts in my head do not need the enhancement of coffee-induced jitters. I’m trying to calm myself when Dan Richards – Dan 1.0, Dan the guy who MARRIED a girl a year older than my Rachel.“Good morning, Dan.”“Good morning, Beck. How’re things?”“Dan Richards, much of my trouble is your fault.”“Beck, I’ve improved. My. Two fingers were pulsing in at out at the same pace as my mother slamming herself down on my father’s stiff rod.My orgasm arrived at the same time as my mother’s. I rolled over and buried my face into my pillow to muffle my moans of orgasm. Lying still with my fingers two knuckles deep in my sopping pussy, I felt little tremors running through my body. Thoughts of Gideon had given me a massive climax and now I welcomed sleep.My father’s voice came through the curtain. I heard him slap my.