Pummeling away at her pussy and her throat she just continues to groan, shake and buck the entire time. Finally reach my limit, I feel the explosion within wanting to be released but I need to be careful to make as little of a sound as possible so she doesn’t recognize it’s me. With all my might, I painfully bite on my tongue as I blow my load and experience one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had. Pulling my hand out of her pussy, I use it as support so I can bend further down to observe the cum just leaking out of her mouth, while noticing the movement at her throat of the impressions my cock is making in addition to the swallowing she is attempting to do.
When I finally am completely depleted of all the juices I had in me, I quickly roll down my mask, hop off the bed, grab Charlie and make a break for the exit leaving her there. While quickly running from the house ski masks and all, Charlie asks, “Are we just going to leave her there?”
“Charlie, it’s not like we ever planned an exit strategy, and I had to think fast. I’ll figure something out.” Which in fact I did. While we slept I thought about it over and over in my head what I can do about having her released. We disposed of all the evidence in Charlie’s parents fireplace, showered, and probably jacked off a few times as well thinking about the whole event, but it’s still bugging me how I was going to get her released, and not let her on it was me. Thinking “what if she knew it was me? She would probably kick me out of the house, or worse call the cops.” Not that I could blame her.
Deciding to sleep on it, I enter a very deep sleep that can only be caused by such the excitement I experienced earlier. Waking up in the morning I just decided that I would come back home, without a care in the world, and call for her. Whether she screams she is in there or doesn’t respond, it would not be abnormal for me to look into her room to see how she is doing.
Trying to put my best performance on, I stroll into the house putting all my effort in being normal and natural. Remembering the things I usually do I start to call out for my mother but I don’t get a reply. Looking around no sign of her. Getting kind of worried I call out for her again, but still no reply. Trying one last time I scream, “MOM ARE YOU HOME???” I then hear a faint “Josh? Is that you?”
Walking to her door, I ask “Are you decent, can I come in?” to which she replies “Honey I am far from decent but it’s out of my control. Come in here and help me.” Opening the door I try to put on my best performance finding her completely naked looking sexy as ever tied to the bed. Using what acting ability I do have, I begin to ask her what happened, who did this, basically the typical stuff I assume one would ask in such a situation.
“Honey, someone came in here, tied me up without waking me up some how, and had their way with me.” Coughing from what I can tell sounded like something was stuck in the back of her throat she continues to say, “Look honey I really don’t feel like talking about it, just get me out of these ropes so I can get some clothes on and take a shower.” Offering to call the cops she surprisingly declines and says she will deal with it.
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