It was almost noon when I was finally done and felt quite humiliated and bad about the peeing during the night. I decided I was not done with the shed... yet so I once again went there. This time I didn't bury any keys. On the way there I picked some nettle. Inside I found a pulley and that gave me an idea.I attached the pulley on a hook in the roof and threw a piece of rope over it. Then I put on the same nipple clams from yesterday and found my vibrator. Now I put my legs into an adjustable. Of course, by the time I got out of the shower, Carol was fast asleep. I even did try to jump-start her, fondling her cunt in the hope that I might raise her, if not to full consciousness, at least the level at which she might well appreciate a slow sleepy fuck.But she just shoved at my hands and rolled over away from me.While I lay there with a Die-Hard brand dick.And I was ashamed to admit that after about half-an-hour, I very consciously got out of bed. Wearing just my boxers. With my prick. He pushed in a little deeper and her moaning became louder and breathing heavier, he asked her how it felt and she looked up and told him her pussy was so full. He began pumping her slowly from side to side and trying to get all of his cock in. He pushed a little deeper and she began cumming, when I looked he still had an inch or so she couldn’t take. She started telling him to fuck her faster ‘pump me with the big cock’ and ‘my pussy is so full’. As he bgan to pump her faster and deeper she. "This is sweet," Katherine said as she took off all her clothes. She was quick to establish and revel in her newfound freedom before her mother had a chance to change her mind. "No more of this 'Keep your clothes on, Angel, ' and 'Angel, looks like your blouse has fallen open' stuff that I hear all the time. Yes!" She punched a fist into the air triumphantly.However, Suzanne said to Katherine, "That may be true, but you have to think strategically. Sure, it's fun to undress and loosen up in.