Chris sat on the settee and Mrs O pulled a dining room chair up and sat across the other side of the coffee table. I was on a chair at the side. She s...tood up and lifted the hem of her skirt just enough to show the tops of her stockings before slowly turning full circle and sitting back down. She then rested the soles of her feet on the table about three feet apart and opened her knees. We could both see up her skirt with a full view of her stocking tops and and black lace panties. Then she put. She held my back and was close to me. I was getting excited. Slowly I started removing the hooks. The naked boobs with brown areoles gave their divine appearance. I was mad with lust. I started pushing my hardened dick over womanhood from above her sari.My dick was throbbing, and my mind had an extreme adrenaline rush looking at my mom half-naked. I eagerly pulled out the blouse and threw it away. It fell in the middle of the kitchen. I saw her lustful eyes and holding her waist pulled closer. ***In the bedroom, Misty helped me tie Trixie to the two top posts of the bed. Both hands and feet, so that she was strung up as if for slaughter. I added two ropes to pull her legs further apart. Her bare slit and her red asshole were wonderfully displayed and I spent some time poking into her with several fingers, front and back. "Daddy looks forward to opening your bottom up." I bit her gently on her labia. She was tearing up a little now, having realized how utterly helpless she was. Misty. This boy beat them all, and not a one touched him. Damndest thing too. He gave his prize to his opponent. I was sure he was full of bullshit when David said that he couldn’t take it because it was one he made. I did some checking. I found that he did make it when spending time in Japan apprenticing under a master swordsmith. I don’t think any of our boys stand a chance in hell against him in a fight when they are sober.”“I wouldn’t have left them breathing if they took a shot at me and didn’t.