Oh shit. “Mom, don’t leave, I mean I think that we need to talk, you know, like mother to daughter. Please sit on the stool so we can chat.” Poo...r mom, last nights experience with Christy and now catching me jilling off. “Mom, well I really don’t know what I should say, but sooner or later you would find out, your pretty little princess, like most my age, have a need to masturbate. I’m kind of embarrassed that you caught me, but truthfully, mom, I’ve been doing it for a long time, but up until. Their I asked her with a fastheart beat that till she can get a good friend can I b her boy friend as I loveher company and want to be more with and her she said for that why I want to bher boy friend. We can meet otherwise also but Iinsisted that I want to hug her and kiss her at least once. On that she agreedthat fine you r so good I will love to kiss you now when we were ready I askedher to meet in a hotel room but she refused and again I had to convince herthat I don’t wanna get one formal. I quivered, shuddering as I screamed towards my reward. I was such a good wife and mother. My husband had to understand that I was doing everything for our daughter. If I didn't do this, Precious wouldn't win tomorrow. I whimpered as I kissed Mr. Kennedy's manly lips.I exploded on his dick.Rapture surged through me. My pussy convulsed and writhed about his big cock. My twat spasmed as the waves of ecstasy surged through me. My entire body bucked and tingled. My fingers clawed his back. It was. “bloody hell, you could stock a hardware shop on your own”. “You touch, make sensitive”.Well, I was intrigued and more than interested, so yes I took her up on her offer. She stood in front of me legs apart and let me examine all her metal work: Three heavy rings in each inner pierced labia, one through her clit, two through her clit hood and a bar vertically threaded down each outer puffy labia with a little padlock holding them together at the bottom. “Boyfriend he have key, no trust me.