I pulled my breasts out over the top of my nightie, which made them stand up tall. I rubbed and tickled myself all over, then put one hand on my pussy... and one on my right tit. I reached down to increase the vibe speed and started sliding my fingers along my slit. My clit was sticking out through my pussy hair as if it were reaching for my fingers to caress it, so I did, rubbing it first with one finger, then two – one on each side. It only took a few strokes before my first orgasm hit, a tiny. This was certainly more exciting than those short clips I had found on the Internet.Mom was also pretty vocal that day, more so than those times I would hear them at night, and her words were as clear as day."Oh yes baby, your cock feel so good in my pussy. Fuck me baby, fuck me good."His hands were gripping her ass cheeks as his cock slid deep into her in a faster pace and my mom's words echoed down the hallway."In my mouth baby, cum in my mouth I want to taste you."Those types of scenes in. . why did George tell you all this?" Because he thinks Harriet is behaving appallingly. He called her a soreloser. They had a major row about it."I couldn't imagine George rowing with anybody, least of all Harriet, butgood for him."Still why did he tell you? Even if he's cross with Harriet, it seems likea betrayal." Well George and I... we used to... let's just say we were good friendsonce. Obviously that ended when he married Harriet."Was she admitting to an affair with George Bairstow? . She felt gooseflesh springing up, all over the whitely sloping cones of her jugs. But Debbie wasn't positive if it came from the cold air or the knowledge of what Bradford could have done to her.A whip!"Yeah, that motherfucker enjoys the S&M bit. He didn't use it on you, I don't suppose." The raven-haired girl sounded as if she were fishing for gossip, rather than desiring to help."Leave me alone." Nope. Not when Bradford has got to you. You need some tender loving care right now. Let me see.".