. No way that was mom. That was definitely not mom in there" I tried to convince myself repeatedly. I laid there staring at the ceiling, breathing dee...ply to calm myself down, attempting to keep myself in denial and not wanting to address the alternative. That I'd just busted a massive nut to the sounds of my mom moaning and squirting all over my bathroom floor. Against my own will, the images flashed through my head. Not my sister, but my mom, hunched over the sink, playing with her tits,. My husband. My slave. Myproperty.I spread my legs obscenely in front of him. "Come here pet. Time tomake your wife cum." And he did. Over and over again.The next morning at 2am, I woke up and got out of bed almost stepping onmy slave who was sleeping on the floor wearing lingerie that hoursearlier, I would have been the only one wearing. I gave him a shove withmy foot, "Tophette wake up, we have things to discuss." Yes, Mistress," he said as he pushed himself up onto his. Ninth, she received another hard drive from Matt. Tenth, she randomly checked some videos and found something hidden in conversations that Matt had on the phone in French. The only thing she knew there was a hidden Society. From what she has gathered is that someone is being tested by the secret member. The person on the other side of the phone is part of the Society. He/she will be sometime before this weekend for the first meeting. She sighed as she tried to think of what she currently knew. As soon as I saw her I got a bit emotional. I was seeing after many months. We checked in and we were allotted our room.We reached the room and she gave a long hug to me and said thanks for coming. I asked if she will have something. She asked to order Vodka and some snacks. She wanted to make this night memorable. We had 3 drinks of Vodka. Then she came to me and sat on my lap.She wore a brown jacket over a black top with black jegging. It took a fraction of a second for my dick to be 8″ from.