Beneath him, he felt his mother begin to stir. It was true. No greater love has a son than the deep love for his own mother's sweet asshole.Especially... if he's just fucked it.*Elated and exhausted, I reached across to my bedside table, opened the drawer, and took something out to show my Mother. Her mouth dropped open when she saw me holding a familiar plastic object. "It's the spare, remember?" I told her."And what are you going to do with that?" she asked, "You've already come." I know," I. My vision returning, I saw she was about mid-forties, average height, with shoulder length wavy brown hair. She seemed quite fit and firm, wearing a short gray skirt, black top, and black heels. ?What the hell,? I heard Annie yelling as I tried to get back to my feet. ?Who are you? Where are we? What the fuck!? Annie was already standing as I regained my composure. Her face was red with anger and pain. ?Do you want more of that?? asked the woman, holding aloft a remote. With my wife, a terrible thing could range from cold-blooded murder to accidentally admitting her true weight. It took another two minutes for her to stop the tears. Then she blew her nose and composed herself."I went to Tom and Linda's party last night. Remember we accepted an invitation before you found out you had to leave town on business?" asked Jen. "You said I should make an appearance anyway?"I nodded my head and waited."I guess I had more to drink than I realized. A man there offered. Underneath, they were completely naked but for the large, bright-pink strapons that stood perfectly erect between their legs. I quickly recognized them as the strapons they had received at their bachelorette parties. What I did not know was how the hell they had managed to keep them hidden all this time. But it did not matter. The sight of them told me my punishment would be sexual in nature and that was all I cared about. Kneel! ordered Lexxi, officially confirming my suspicions. Now suck!.