How was mom going to react?There was another long silence and she asked, "Is this what you think of me? Do you really want me to be some sort of sexua...l SLAVE to you?" I started to answer, but stopped myself as I heard her words in my head again. Yes I did want her as a sex slave, my own mother! I couldn't tell her that, not yet anyway. Thoughts were racing through my head and I suddenly realized that morning blowjob brought it all together. It was what I wanted all along and just didn't know. I know a number of guys got feels of my tits, but that’s okay I got my share of feels of cocks too. I make sure that I go low. I hate when I can't reach the mat because of the bodies under me. Anyway the strategy seemed to work, cause as the game was nearing the end, it was just me and two guys left. I was pretty much on my back, in the middle of the mat. Steve, the quarterback for the football team, was over my head and Dante, one of the wide receivers, was above my legs. Then came the spin I. No, her hair was her one true possession which made Alex wonder why she wore it so severely restricted. Samantha had just welcomed her boss back to Paris and they were talking, not as friends but business colleagues, their postures formal and Samantha was deferring as needed. It was almost funny to watch. Alex did his best not to laugh or draw attention to himself. Samantha had wanted him to come with her, but had suggested it was best not to introduce him to her boss at the station.They had. Suddenly I pumped my juice into her. I felt the hot juice coming out of my tool and she also felt the hot juice. She did not allow me to take out my tool for another 10mins. But my tool once again became small. This time, I started to fondle her boobs from the behind keeping my tool brushing her buts. She was enjoying this also. When my tool suddenly became big again, my tool started to go into her asshole. She brought some more oil and poured on my tool. She asked me to do doggy style sex. I.