I took one look and said, ‘Oh my God…’ ‘Jungle’ didn’t do justice as a word to describe the decor. A dim bulb showed through a red lampsh...ade, casting an orange glow on the miniscule room. Tiger stripes were everywhere, on a furry bedspread, small upholstered chair, even the wallpaper. We both looked in different areas of the room to see what ‘equipment’ they had. ‘Ooh, I like these,’ Sasha exclaimed. He held up a handcuff lined with leopard fur, attached to the wall by a fabric chain. ‘Hmmm,. I began stroking it but forced my hand away as I was approaching orgasm. I wanted to be as horny as possible for mom's first daily service of my dick.I could barely concentrate on my studies the next couple of hours. The thoughts of what my mom would be wearing flooded my mind. How would she suck it? With enthusiasm or an embarrassment? Would she still ban me from playing with her tits and how long would I last before I had to erupt.Time passed and as I heard the closing theme of my moms. So things were again getting pretty boring, and we were just goofin around when Tom started tickling Claire, her cheeks went beat red."Tom stop! You're only tickling me cause you know what happens :P" Claire said."Oh that miiiiiight have sometime to do with it" he replied.The kept goofin around, tickling back and forth and one way or another Claire ended up on her hands and knees, her head by my lap, and her ass by Tom, she huffed and threw her head into the blankets to catch her breath when. It was just so good. Not long after she came down from that first climax, another hit. Then another, and another. Finally he tensed, grunting and shuddering in release as he spent himself inside of her. How wonderful! He’d done it. He’d actually done it. Somehow, she’d been able to make him spill his seed into her womb. Perhaps it would be productive. Nothing else could prove her point better. After all, who besides a woman could bear a man’s child? She smiled at him, still wrapped in a daze of.