Указательный палец начал медленно водить сверху-вниз по белоснежной ткани, между ...проступивших бугорков.Мама начала энергично работать страпоном в своем ротике, будто чистила им зубы. И чем дольше, тем интенсивнее работал ее пальчик, тем яростнее становились издаваемые ею приглушенные звуки.Стараясь не шуметь, одной рукой я отодвинул резинку своих трусов, а другой взялся за пульсирующий член.Я исходил смазкой. Да и у мамы дела обстояли похоже – ткань, где работал ее пальчик с ярко-красным. " You know, you're not bad-looking," Aunt Dee said. "Not bad-looking at all."Ma'am?" the Scoutmaster stammered.Aunt Dee got up from her sofa and walked over toward the Scoutmaster. She movedher body sensuously, seeing his eyes on her bra-less tits. When she got right up tohim, she squatted down, keeping her bare knees together, but knowing that the hemof her dress fell away from her ass and thighs, and that the man, if he cared to look,would see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She took. Thankfully, the pain was all but gone. I took one of the pills and drank a little water before hearing footsteps in the hall. I laid back and covered myself in case it was Mom. As the door opened my worst fears were realized; Mom was checking on me and looked like she was in a bad mood. I was going to fake being asleep, but figured she might sit down and wait for me to awaken, or pull the covers back to see if I had bruised anywhere. I managed to fake being sleepy and I croaked “Hi Mom,” and. We had married when she was young and had Cindy soon after that. I have to say even now that she was a stunning looking woman (thankfully Cindy inherited her physical appearance rather than her mental attitude) unfortunately, I had allowed her to wear the trousers in our relationship, and to say that I was pussy whipped was a huge underestimate. The result was she had emasculated me ending up with her having a series of affairs when running off with some guy. Little did I know then that Cindy.