Feeling relief from the weight she stretched her wet clothes clinging to her as she did. She walked slowly into the hall listened quietly for a few s...econds. The only sounds were the creaking and groaning of the old house and the storm outside. Abergale glanced up the stairs and listened intently, “Hello?” Abergale called up the stairs, waiting a few seconds for answer that she was relieved didn’t come. She strained to hear anything that would betray anyone in the house. She was just. ” he grunted as he removed his fingers from his mother’s butt, and guided the purple head of his cock to her anus. He met surprisingly little resistance as he started pushing further into his mother’s butt.“Say it, Mom.” He groped at her exposed breast, cupping it.“Say it.” he insisted. He pinched cruelly at her nipple while he pushed at her anal sphincter.“Fuck … me. Fuck my ass.” his mother said breathlessly. It was a little game they played.He could see his mother wince in pain as he pushed. He decided they should get ready. He choose her outfit for the day and then they headed off for coffee, the dom approved caffeine source. She sat down at the picnic table with brunch in hand. Mozzarella sticks, cheese dip, and a loaded hot dog. Dam straight she ate them as inappropriately as possible. Her eyes locked with his as she dipped and then sucked every last drop of cheese sauce off the mozzarella sticks. She swallowed 1/3rd of the hotdog whole with 1 slurp. Showing her tongue. She was on her back, and he told her to spread her legs and raise her knees, which she did. He had her spread her legs apart as far as she could. She was totally exposed and spread for this stranger, and despite, or perhaps in spite of her fear, she could feel herself getting wet. He was undressed now, and was selecting some items from the top of the dresser. He returned with a piece of elastic cord, which he looped through her nipple rings and down through her clit ring. He pulled the cord.