I sensed an opportunity and offered help.Son: Mom, can you open the door, I can help you with the bra hooks?Mom: Nooo.. (Said in a loud voice). Can yo...u ask the sales girl to come?Son: Mom, she is not here, she left somewhere.Even though I can see her at some distance. I lied to her. She didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds. I was eager to get into the room and see her seminude body.Son: Mom, we don’t have any other way, open the door. (with some desperation)I suggested to her that she. ? Don’t give me a hard time about driving a truck. Technically it belongs to my dad. The ben wa balls I had stuffed into myself at five in the morning rolled smoothly inside me, keeping me moist and in a state of sexual flux.?As instructed, I hadn't cum all morning and for someone who if left to her own devices will masturbate at least two or three times a day, the unceasing sexual stimulation without release was more than enough to set me up.?A few moments later I pulled over on the side of. .. 1.... I drew back my cock and lunged my hips foward, burying my cock deep within her unbelievebly tight pussy.She screamed loudly and dug her fingernails into my back.Tears welled in her eyes, it must of hurt her, I left it in her for a moment, so she got used to it's size and time to sob into my chest.I looked down and saw blood trickle out of her pussy and down my cock shaft."You okay?" I asked looking into her blue eyes."Yeah... I'm fine" she said as I wiped a tear from he face."I love. “What he means is we want you to talk dirty,” Zayne explains. “Play with yourself. Make us want you.”A dirty grin spreads across Rob’s face as he starts rubbing his crotch through his pants. Page shrugs. Why not? She begins by running her fingers through her folds, while putting her other hand to use pinching and pulling on her nipples. Almost immediately she starts to breathe heavily. The thought of these two men watching her is intoxicating. She leans back against the metal cage, moving her.