Precum literally dangles in a large drip from the end of my swollen cock. You have me so excited it flows from me like I haven’t experienced since m...y youth. I use it to lube my throbbing erection and stroke it wishing I was with you in you dirty film, stroking your body and cock, licking every inch of you sensual body. Your bucking hips push your cock in the air. thrusting into an imaginary orifice. I wish it was my mouth. I have never sucked a cock or even had the notion to but somehow you. ’ ‘You like it?’ ‘I love it. So much. It’s so good.’ ‘I’ll keep it up. Surrender and enjoy.’ She kissed him deeply, telling him once again in no uncertain terms who was in control and why, and he loved her for it. ‘What else? Not just me. Think broader.’ ‘…lingerie.’ ‘Hm?’ ‘I’m crazy about it,’ Casey admitted. ‘Gets me every time. Even simple sports bras. But the better stuff… I love it.’ ‘Tell me.’ ‘I used to grab your lingerie catalogues before they wound up in the trash,’ he said, ‘and I’d. “Good boy,” she said sarcastically.After about five minutes, she sat down on the settee.“Take my jeans off,” she barked, “And my panties.”When I had done this, she laughed and opened her legs wide.“Look at my pussy,” she said. “Now lean forward, and give it a big kiss, and beg to lick it clean,” she snarled.As I did so, she laughed again.“Now,” she said, “I am going to teach you how to make me cum, and after that, you had better get it right every time, or else,” she instructed. “Do you. “To have something, something intimate of yours, to have with me, to feel you close to me. They were a bit soiled and I loved having your scent, and taste.” Sandy was reeling at his words, and she felt the rapid moistness dampening her panties. “I, I don’t know what to say?” “And, Mom,” his voice got very low, hushed, as he continued, “I use them.” “Use them?” Sandy’s breath was coming in rapid, shallow gasps. “Yes,” he replied so soft that Sandy pressed the phone hard against her ear so as.