The surprises came exponentially after that like multiple orgasms. My mum getting her own hand under Darren’s shirt to my shaved pussy. Her touch ge...nerated a sheer sensual sexual surge. The knowing knowledge of forbidden pleasure and it was exceptionally good as my wetness spread out under my mother’s gliding, probing fingers. Sleek crumpled girly flesh so instantly alive to touch. Then demanding it continue.There is something after all in that saying: a mother’s intuition. Well my mum knew. But even the strength and exuberance of youth has limits and Jason finally began to slow from exhaustion, admitted he was too tired to continue and that he wasn't sure he could come again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he rested on top of me. Even resting, Jason didn't still his cock inside me. Thrusting slowly even as he sucked on each of my tits. He began experimenting with how hard he could suck and bite on my hard nipples when I told him I liked that. Jason rose up on locked arms. Lets go home she said. We arrived and I was told to take off my Skirt, Blouse and tights. She came in and looked at me. Lie Down!! Look at that!! there was a damp patch on my Panty Corset. Turn over!! Kneel on all fours!! I saw her pick up a hair brush. The fist slap with the brush stung. Then I was given five more. BAD GIRL!!! She then reached under and stroked my cock. My balls wanted to release their load but no chance. She stroked me foe a while then let me use the bathroom while she. He pushed back and looked at me some more, all the while smiling. It was then I noticed his arousal. Again? Still? I had lost track of time so had no way of knowing. He saw me looking and drew nearer to me, pressing himself against me while starting to kiss me again, deeper, with more passion, his tongue in my mouth. I felt his hands on my body, lightly touching me, caressing me, on my stomach, my breasts, my nipples. I felt my body responding immediately. I reached down for him….long,.