Only Mom was shorter. But the point was, there was no denying that she was smoking hot, even if she wasn't entirely my type. And so comfortable in her... skin that I could hardly imagine how uninhibited she must be in bed. Then I remembered that, technically, I'd already found out. But I couldn't have said what it was like. I had only the dimmest memory of that night. Still, I forced myself not to get too distracted. Refused to stare at her beautiful, glistening lips. Tried not to notice her. “Where are Suzanne and Don?”“I don’t know about Don, but I am here,” Suzanne said from behind me.“Good morning! Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”“Just arrived.”“Eric, go roust Don, would you? Tell him if he doesn’t get up, I will send Cassie, with a bucket of water.”That got a laugh from everyone, and Eric walked out of the circle to find Don.“What’s the order for today?” François asked as he tipped a bug out of his bowl.“Rick will brief everyone in a couple, but essentially, half of you will be. I know, I know, your cock must ache like hell by now. No need for self abuse this time; you can be as gentle as you want about this. Just have fun with it.Oh my, looks like she wasn't all talk, was she? Even though she's in pain, she's thrusting her hips up towards you, fucking your dick as hard as the bondage will allow her. And from the way her stomach muscles are trembling, I can tell she's doing her best to milk you.And look at you go. Your sore cock doesn't seem to be bothering you. Then take a sip, roll it on the tongue then swallow.”Ed placed his nose over the tumbler and sniffed cautiously. The scent was like nothing he’d smelled before. Spicy, hot, rich… he took a good sip and ran it over his tongue allowing it to slide back to be swallowed. The heat moved down his chest and his eyes watered a little as he hadn’t been expecting that. The flavors in his mouth just continued to get better. He looked into the tumbler with a pleased look. He LIKED scotch! He looked to the.