Of course. Her good spirits returned. Turning off the camera-phone's snapshot sound effect. Clever boy! Still gazing out of the window in apparent dre...amland, she slowly uncrossed her legs and stretched them out. She wished now that she hadn't changed into her trainers, they weren't as ideal a match to black stockings as a good pair of heels, after all. Still, her voyeur didn't seem to mind, as a second picture swiftly joined the first in his phone's Memory Stick. She wondered idly if she might. .. undressRoger, and we will take him along to his punishment."It was as if Roger was being whipped with a cat-o'nine-tails, his cryingreached such a wailing pitch as his mother pulled her skirt off over hishead and undid her dress so that he could be relieved of it. She had puthim into her panties and a bra as well, which she removed as he sat onthe edge of the bed crying as deeply as his breath would allow, and halfa minute later, he was being walked naked out of the room, his hands heldon. Your other hand, which had been slyly tweaking my very hard nipple, slowly started downward. All at once I felt two fingers inside my sopping wet pussy. I jumped. You didn’t stop. You slowly fucked me with your fingers, never once letting up on my clit. It built up and built up so much that I could not take it. I leaned forward and grabbed your neck – biting into it so I would not scream. You kept up your slow and steady pace – building up my orgasm. I could not take it. It was right there – I. Uske dimag me bhi mere liye kuch tha, vo fone pe baat krte karte, apne paon ke tale ko mere paon pe masal rhi thi, aur mere sharir ke andar to mano jaise bijli duad rhi thi, mene kai baar uske paer ko roka par vo nhi ruki.Thodi der baad usne fone rakh diya aur mujhe kaha me tumhe hug karna chahti hun, ye sunte hi mera lund aandar hi anadar hi khushi ke mare phool rha tha. Mene uska hath apne hathon me liya or use apni or khecha, aur usne kaske mujhe apni bahon me bhar liya. Meri to khushi ka.