My father was a traveling salesman and he was gone three or four days out of the week, and when he was gone my mother would dress up and leave the hou...se and sometime later on that night she would come home with some man. I'd usually be asleep, but the noises from the living room as she lay on the couch getting fucked would wake me up. If she had been a quiet fuck, like most of the girls I'd been with, I might have never known what was going on, but mother was a screamer. Her "Fuck me, oh Jesus. He had been unable to finish their encounter the night before, but he was not going to miss his opportunity now. There was a brief flurry of movement and he was on top of her and his hard cock was slowly penetrated her sex. He paused there just to continue to stare into her eyes. The joy he saw there made his erection even more ardent. He moved out of her slowly then back in. His first sex in months was unlike any he had experienced with Page before. There was no power exchange, no dominant or. I try and hold back the moan and just push my face into the sofa to stifle it but I think my body movements have given it away and I just cum without permission. After a few minutes with no word from Master, I think that I might have gotten away with it so I start to enjoy myself again. Taylor's heavy breathing and moaning tell me she has cum a few times. I know that it's time to change positions when she pulls the dildo out of my pussy and I feel empty. Again I hear them moving about but have. For fear of being exposed as the witch she was she used this power very rarely but had often made “Dickhead” cummm in his pants when she was getting caned.She loved to see the patch of spunk appear in Mr Heads trousers and she could make him cum for ages too.Harriet had made Miss Clairmont, the French teacher cum in her knickers a good few times too and she loved to see Miss Clairmonts face turn red as she tried to suppress the groans and moans as she wriggled in her chair. Eventually Miss.