The older woman had put up a fight at first, but had soon realised the superior physical strength of the younger girl and had taken the line of least ...resistance. Now, with a table beside her covered in crops, whips and paddles, restraints of all types, vibrators, plugs and dildos, that she had intended to use on her captive Jess, she was well and truly “hoisted buy her own petard.” Jess had taken up a long rectangular wooden paddle. She stepped beside the tethered woman and raised the paddle. " It's not your fault, I have ... Oh, gods, why did I lose them all, even my little brother. He had so much potential. He would have been me without the darkness and pain. No, not your fault, I have had a hard life. The fire, the fall, then the madness I suffered. Then the Drakota Lord and all the suffering that brought. The destruction of a great leader, and the insanity of an evil woman stealing the life of the heir to the Fay." Tamalain covered her face and cried. Great wracking sobs that. " said my Mom."Sure thing, and again, I'd just like to thank you for letting me stay here while my parent's are in Malibu," said Tom winning extra brownie points. It was 3:30, we only had two and a half hours."Come on," I said, rushing him upstairs.We spent the next hour an a half playing Call of Duty.When I reimmersed from the depths of video gaming, The first thing I looked at was the clock."Oh, Shit, It's 5 o'clock." I said. "I gotta get a shower- here, you can fuck around or something.". I want to fuck cocks and devour cunts.”“That's my little slut.” She shuddered. “Oh, yes, I will make the best of your shame.”I shuddered, lapping through her pussy again, glad Mother could make use of my perversion. My tongue danced through her folds, brushing her clit before plunging back into her hole and searching for more of my brother's cum.Jalal watched me, lifting his head from Mom's breast. His eyes had such greedy hunger. I shuddered as Mom grabbed his half-hard cock, drenched in her.