I held my orgasm as long as I could and went it finally hit my cunt clamped tightly around his hard young cock. Everything went into slow motion as th...e first wave of my orgasm hit. I felt that cock swell and then pulse as he planted deep into my cunt and shot the first rope deep my womb. I could feel the hot cum flow into my body. His cock pulsing as it pump that wonderful cum into me, my clamped even tighter milking more cum from his balls. Then it was over, his cock deflated inside me and he. We’ll go there. I just need to borrow your razor first.”Waterloo Station was only a ten-minute walk away. Despite the heat there was a bit of a breeze and the lightness of the dress fabric did cause it to gently blow up. Not fully up but enough to expose the granny pants briefly. Jay held it down as best she could until we entered the station concourse. “I’m not sure about this,” she said looking around for a clothes shop. “The slightest gust and it was rising. I’m not sure I can spend all day. .My computer is in the living room, where he stands on the chair. I pull the small table it sits on around to where he can see the monitor (I have a nice-sized flat screen, so I know he can see it well too), then I move my nice, swivel/recline office chair around too. I go into my room again, and bring out another small table, set it where he can see it, and go back into my room for some ?toys?. I bring out, and set on the table, my whips, riding crop, several vibrating eggs, and a small metal. Maureen was caught off guard, unhearing and totally immersed in masturbating for her audience of unseen men.As Paul caught the chair to face his daughter, he involuntarily looked down and saw Maureen’s fingers still deeply imbedded in her glistening pink pussy. Maureen nearly jumped out of her skin, her taut bare breasts jiggled freely as she grew conscious of what was taking place.“What the fuck are you doing?” Paul screamed.Maureen was regaining her modesty. She quickly slammed her thighs.