It was especially hard on me. I thought about everything that had happened two weeks ago. I definitely wanted more, much more of Mom's loving. Plus I ...really did start to feel a closer, common connection with my mother, now. It is something I can't really attribute to the forced sex. I call it forced because I asked (or was it that I commanded her?), and in her slave state, she really couldn't say no. But the thing was, she now wanted more.We would talk at the dinner table, and I would set them. Very careless.As expected, the password was rejected, but the third try was a hit.Now it was my turn. I linked into Riley’s laptop through our VPN and began rifling through BKL’s network searching for vulnerabilities and backdoors. There were plenty there. We set up our own user account, backed up all BKL’s accounting data for the past three years, and closed up shop. If I needed back in later, I could now get in through remote access. Before I closed down my computer in the back of the. Selma prefers as little constriction on her body as she can get while she sucks somebody off, and she also enjoys other things about her breasts being bare.After a few dozen long, slow strokes between her lips, Selma started indulging in some of those other things. Temporarily removing Jacob's cock from her mouth, she rubbed it against one of her rigid nipples, sending a different kind of sexual thrill through her body. Her other nipple felt just as good when the erect cock was used to caress. It was great sex, I guess the thrill of having people right down below was a bit of a turn on, we didn't know how long we had before someone came in, so every moment was precious.When we had finished the removalists were gone. We were enjoying our post coital bliss when Pepper burst through the door and sat on the bed with us.We were both very naked and I was actually still inside Stella. Pepper, didn't seem to mind in the least and she slapped Stella's bare and very firm butt as she plonked.