" Thanks," Meredith said, blushing. She took Brock's hand and led him back to his couch. "So, I want to apologize for making a complete ass of myself ...– not just today but since probably the first time I met you. From the very first day I saw you; I tend to get a little gooey when you're around. That hasn't changed in the years we were apart. So I'm sorry that I've sort of disappeared from time to time. It's not because I wanted to. It was because I worried that I would do something really. It just felt too good now. She wanted to squirm and rock in her chair, to try to relieve some of that torrid pressure, but her body was adamant. She was too relaxed, too stilled in trance now, to do anything but let her breasts control her.“You can feel that pleasure, that pressure, concentrating with every breath you take. But they feel like magnets, drawing all that pleasure to them, concentrating it all in focus. When you feel that you just can’t take any more pressure, you will realise what. It might make me fall asleep quicker too.”I then took the panties from her hand. She had forgotten that they were even there.I told her, “I might want to smell them as I fall asleep.”Mom said, “If you sleep with me you can smell the real thing.”Pretending that it was one of Mom’s many notes, I said, “May I sleep with you and possibly smell your pussy all night?”Mom smiled and said, “You want to sleep on my pussy, I guess that’s possible, if I turn the heat up we won’t need a sheet or any. I pulled my cock out and started jerking off. Ashley just looked over and smiled. She matched me stroke for stroke. As my hand ran up and down my cock her pussy slipped up and down that dildo. She watched my hand and I watched her dildo. I was standing in the open driver’s door watched Ashley when I hit my climax. I swear to God that first shot hit Ashley on the face. It must have been three maybe four feet but I hit her square on her cheek. She smiled at me and reached down to finger her clit.