Momstarted to pull back, to let his cock out, but thewetback shoved back deeper into her mouth. “Keepsucking, gringo whore, till my balls are dr...y.” Mom didas she was told, she had no other choice. When theMexican was totally drained, he ordered her to suck hisballs. For Mom, it was awkward, getting her mouth open enoughto get his balls in and suck them. She finally settledon getting her lips around one ball at a time.It must have felt really good, because the creep wassquirming and. Then my knees and upper legs and hips like before. One more item, a thermometer. Jeff would need to know when I was done. I pushed the thermometer into the lime in my pussy so that it when through it, I could feel the tip rubbing deep inside me. The clit rope was twisted around thermometer and helped to keep it in position. I tied my chest up again extra tight and touched my breast for the last time. My lovely girls will become a forbidden treat. I positioned my hair through the head support. When I just need an orgasm I rub it and let the friction do the work, but when I want/need it to last, I take my time and do it like this.Quickly my left wrist began to ache from holding my knickers, and the simplest remedy was to remove them. Stepping out of my knickers was an incredible feeling, and when I hoisted my skirt back up and my new friend saw my hot, wet hole, she smiled with scintillating eyes. I resumed my clit-based endeavours with renewed urgency. My friend was not just rubbing. You look incredible. Hot. Amazing.’ I was speechless. ‘Thank you sir.’ She purred as she walked into the room and put dinner on the dresser. ‘Why don’t you just get comfortable in your bathrobe and then we can eat!’ She was busily getting dinner ready as I pulled on my bathrobe and slipped into bed. The gorgeous curve of her ass beneath the lace trim made me forget I was even hungry and tired not ten minutes before. She pulled trays out from under the bed. I think we had gotten them as wedding.