Barbara pulled up in her big minivan and I told her that her son was staying after school:“He said he’d be done in a while and let us go and take ...me home. He said he would get a ride home from his classmate friend.”“All right!”With that I got in the passenger seat and we started talking about my summer plans and plans for the nearest weekend. I went on:“Well I don’t know, nothing special. Well, I did some invitations form girls at school to the parties, but I don’t think I would go. But since I. I had barely managed to get halfway into my mums pussy, when her gorgeous eyes darted open, staring at me, straight into my eyes. She must have woken up when I first entered her hot tight pussy from me stretching her tight pussy and reaching places my dad clearly dreamed about.I stopped, frozen in my tracks as I had clearly been caught red handed with my hand in the cookie jar. Except this was 100% worse, being the cookie jar was my own mother's tight wet pussy. I couldn't explain it. So before. She looks so good in jeans and boots, it seems natural for her. I meet her at the terminal gate. Hey, Uncle she says through a huge smile, and kisses me on the lips like a wife would. She hugs me and we embrace. Ive missed you she says. been thinking about you for the last several weeks, just cant tell you how happy I am to be back, you know ? she squeaked, almost crying. Im glad to see you too, honey I say. You look great. We drive towards home and she unloads both barrels. She tells me she. “Rule number 1. Without hesitation” snapped the master.Andy straighten up.“Further” commanded master, “lean back as far as those shackles allow and stick it right out for me, there’s a good slave”Andy was leaning back, his cheeks burned red, he was so ashamed and embarrassed, a couple of days ago he was out for a run, now he was naked, his body shaven of any hair, chained and trying to fold himself in half backwards to allow a strange man to whip his rock hard cock.Master whipped his cock.