Eveline's punishment

Eveline ran to her room, wanting to get undressed as soon as possible, her mind's dirty thoughts were racing.

Arriving at her room in an almost marathon-like fashion, Eveline entered almost as if she were pounding on the door, and once inside, she closed it as quickly as she opened it.

Leaning her back against the door out of paranoia that Jessica might come to see what was wrong with her mother, Eveline began to undress wildly.

She started by taking off her white long-sleeved shirt and continued with her black khaki pants without much difficulty.

Eveline was so **** to play with herself that she couldn't remember how to take her bra off. in desperation Eveline decided to slip the bra off.

still hooked over her head.removing the garters from her shoulders Eveline pulled upward with considerable ****.the bra resisted coming off as expected and squeezed half of Eveline's big jugs in the process.

the pain she felt, far from waking her from this quasi-paranoid dance, mingled with the insipient excitement that had long since passed its peak, causing a soft moan to escape from her mouth.

ignoring the pain, Eveline finished pulling her bra free from his tight embrace.

She had gotten rid of what seemed like a heavy armature restricting her movement. Eveline braced herself for her long awaited release.

She placed one of her hands in the middle of her breasts and began to move gently down toward her pussy.

Her hand slowly moved down as if playing with eveline's desperation. when she reached her pussy, she suddenly stopped.

A voice in the back of eveline's mind began to whisper to her.

"do you really think you deserve release Eveline? after all the filthy, degrading thoughts you're having about your daughter?"

eveline agreed with what this voice she mistook for her conscience was telling her, it was disgusting that even at this moment her mind was still picturing her daughter in little micro-suits.

Eveline could feel some guilt for her actions.

as this was happening the voice continued.

"you deserve punishment for your actions tonight. your punishment will be that you will cum alone using your massive knockers."

"He's right" thought Eveline, in Eveline's mind it all made sense.

It was disgusting for a mother to think that way with her children, how could she be a good mother if she didn't punish herself for what she had done?

eveline didn't notice the inconsistency in the way she referred to her breasts.

without realizing it, eveline's hands changed direction and came to rest on her milkers. her right hand moved her nipple with her thumb and forefinger in a manner similar to how you would move a volume knob. meanwhile, her left hand pulled on her nipple repeatedly and somewhat aggressively. eveline slid down the door until she was sitting up from the pleasure, which, however, was still not enough to bring her to orgasm. using her index and middle fingers, Eveline formed a finger gun in both hands and pressed her fingertips over her nipples, Eveline began to make rapid up and down motions interspersed with left and right movements.

eveline's soft moans filled the room little by little. in eveline's mind was no longer the image of her daughter. her mind had turned her imagination elsewhere, the image of a woman in her late 40's moaning like a sow while she licked her nipples.

It was her.

by this time eveline no longer questioned why she was getting so excited imagining the act she was doing. she simply let the feeling flow.

after a while of the same type of stimulation eveline decided to change it up, she took her left tit and put it in her mouth. then, like a baby, she started sucking on her own nipple.

eveline could feel the climax approaching. her moans were absorbed by her tit while her other hand picked up the pace, interspersed with some pinching.

two minutes later eveline let out a great stifled moan as her toes curled back in pleasure.

eveline closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. her body was still warm. and her pussy wanted to be pounded.

eveline got up from the floor, which at this point was nothing but a big puddle, and made her way to the bed. with her legs a little weak and with a somewhat lethargic movement, she threw herself face down on the bed.

her hand found its way to her throbbing pussy and with her middle and ring fingers she massacred her clitoris. eveline bit her Pillows to prevent her daughter from hearing her moans should she come near her room.

with an unfocused gaze staring into the nothingness that looked straight ahead eveline's mind imagined different scenarios.

images of herself wearing lingerie, dressed as a bunny, wearing some weird leotard from a video game or making out with jessica while they both wore microbikinis.

all those images flashed in his mind with every climax.

a few hours later in the wee hours of the morning eveline fell exhausted and fell asleep. her bed was a mess and her room smelled like a freshly used motel room contrasting with the thin air it had.

As eveline slept a soft moan came from her mouth.

"The night is still young, don't you think, eveline?" Billy laughed at her words as he admired what she had done.