He sat there, trying to figure out what all the messages written on her body meant. He got a pad of paper and wrote them all down, as best as he could... remember, then he went to take his shower. *The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and straddled his face, gently rubbing her pussylips on his lips. "Tom, baby. Time to wake up."He woke up and felt her wet pussy on his face. He could smell her musk, and he sniffed deeply. "Morning mom." he said, then he. ”“And you have rubbed?”“Till I came, but normally, my girlfriend does rub and I can enjoy riding.”“And who has you ejaculated?“In the air! - and on the bottom or in the bed, and my cuming was difficult, but also extremely lustful. She snuggled up herself to me and played with my balls and said: “I have masturbated with these pictures many, many times and used all things to penetrate me.”“O,” I said, “usually I make pictures of my girls and me when fucking or dildoing as stimulation when I am. Think of her whimpering, begging you to notice her, to look at her, to touch her ... Now think of you having this power over her. You can make her smile or cry with a single word. You can crush her with doubt, or fill her with confidence; make her kneel down and tremble, or stand up tall and proud to be yours; and it’s all, entirely, up to you.”Megan gulped.“Ok, that’s ... kind of hot”, she said.“Good”, I said. “Because that’s the sort of thing she seeks from you.”“Is that why she--” said. I undid my jeans hooks and zip moved my pants till half and undid her jeans and underwear too. I kissed her again. My cock was brushing over her pussy. She felt it and held it in her hands and brushed over her pussy. I got to know that she was ready.I inserted my cock slowly inside and it was tight. But it went in smoothly because both had pre cums. When I slipped in completely I started to move. She held me around my neck and I held her ass and increased the speed. Both are drenched in sweat..