Our bodies rocking into each other with each thrust. My orgasm. Were only the trees listening? Thrust, thrust. Electricity down to my toes. Thrust, th...rust. Feeling his release begin. Pulse, pulse, pulse after pulse. More thrusts even when the releases ended. Oh, oh, oh. Finally, his limp cock fell out of my pussy.Out of breath, still clamped together, we stared at each other smiling broadly in our semi-nakedness. "Oh George!" Oh Margo." Passionate kisses. Hands caressing my breasts. Hands on. No, not yet my little toy. Not yet at all I walked over to the ball gag, it wasn't a cheap one either. This was one that doubled as a mouth restraint, i removed the ball and inserted my now throbbing hard cock into her mouth. I let her lick swirl her tongue on my head, she was hungry for my meat and i would deliver. I began to mouth fuck her as hard as i could treating her mouth as i would later treat her ass and her pussy (thank god she had no gag reflexes). When i was close to cum i placed. He pretended to be a girl and tried to be as perfect a girl as possible. She would try to find something that gave him away. She helped him get better and better at the game by teaching him little mannerisms, facial expressions, and typically feminine phrases to say. He became very skillful at it because he and his mom enjoyed their game so much.She was delighted. She had become very disenchanted with men. It gave her a comfortable feeling to know that her son would not grow up to be a. "That's right sweetie, you are his for the night to do with whatever he wants. Maybe by morning you will like it so much that I'll take out the ball gag and you can suck his cock to thank him."I stepped back and watched Brutus lap at her butter-smeared crotch. Her body was writhing and low moans came around the ball gag and a funny thing happened — I got a stiff dick from watching the dog lick my unfaithful bitch of a wife. I pulled him back and he whined and whimpered until I lifted his front.