Reminding me that most of the people who really mattered to us already knew about the stranger parts of our lives, and that as she already managed a g...roup of strip clubs what she was doing on the web wasn’t much of a stretch from how things were already.And the other thing that was relevant in these conversations was the dark and troubling reality that, although I worried terribly about where our lives and marriage was headed, a big part of the pervert within got really excited. Excited by the. ”I started on her left thigh and planted kisses and light nibbles. “Oohh, I like that,” she cooed. I went back and forth until I reached her pussy. I took a moment to look at the place I first entered the world from. I’d seen a lot of pussy from all the porn; I felt mom’s was very beautiful. “Baby, kiss it as if you were kissing my mouth. Be gentle and let your tongue part my lips and lap my pussy.” I did as she told me, placing my mouth on pussy and began to “kiss” her. I let my. He was remembering how she was making him lick her foot, her ass and how she tied him up. He even imagined her doing this to him right there in public. In front of a crowd at a diner's. Inside his mom's own shop, while customers were just standing there and watching Ivy degrading him like this.Eventually Charles masturbated until he jacked off too much and had to wipe his cock clean. He had already cummed enough back at Ivy's. Five minutes after cleaning himself up, he went to bed. Two minutes. I was the immovable object, and she was the irresistible force. Classic confrontation model. Given my life to that point, one filled with adult female authority figures, and my history for being willing to pay any price for retaining control over my thoughts and actions, something like this was bound to occur. It had already occurred once before, but that time, we had reached a temporary solution, one short of total estrangement. That had been arranged by Dad and Uncle Bunny though. Mama and I.