The e-mails already summed things up for me. But then I began to browse the video files. Most of them that she had sent to Bill –for some reason she...didn’t erase her own– would start with her standing in our bathroom, wearing some sort of outfit she never wore for me anymore, and she would begin stripping off her clothes and then fingering herself. Sometimes she would sit on the toilet, spreading her legs and holding the camera only inches from her vagina. I could hear the wet squishing sounds. ..more."I scooted around to the floor and pleaded with her, "Mom, tell me what you need."She lifted up the blindfold from her eyes and looked at me wildly."I need to cum, baby," she said finally. "Can you make Mom cum? I'm there. Just use your fingers. It will help the migraine go away, honestly!"She opened the rest of her robe, letting one side fall against the sofa cushions, and the other side fall towards the floor.My Mom was naked on the sofa in front of me, and asking me to touch her so. ‘Oh, you’re so wet,’ he groaned into her heaving breasts. He sucked one of her nipples suddenly into his mouth and she gasped loudly, feeling her engorged cunt contracting. In the next moment she felt one of his gloriously thick fingers slide easily inside her, and then a second. He was so turned on, she realised somewhere in her passion-fogged thoughts, ‘it’s getting me off, that gets him off,’ she thought, ‘He is one of those rare boys who really, really enjoy giving pleasure.’ She started. Her He needed to scratch the itch that had been building since last week. All this talk about sex and exploring his sexuality and his deepest desires had done him the world of good, but as of yet he had had no chance to relieve himself of the burning inside of him. The short and the tall of it was, he needed a good wank and the only place he could do that without upsetting his wife was in the shower. He knew he had the house to himself for a change and he also knew that he could take his.
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