Her bottom was glowing red from where she'd slapped herself, and I slapped it even harder. I left my hand there, and caressed her soft yielding flesh ...for a moment, and then I slapped her again. I alternated slaps and caresses for several minutes, and my mother started to moan softly, squirming on my lap, and I saw her biting her hand, and spanked her again.'Harder, darling - please!' she breathed.I'd started fucking her when I was fourteen, although I'd been kissing her and feeling her breasts. Keys jangled into the dish by the closet, the closet door slid open andhangers scratched along the rod. The door slid closed and her heelstapped along the hallway as she casually strode into the kitchen. Heheard the refrigerator door open and the sound of a glass being set onthe countertop. Finally, he heard her approach. He thought he could smellher new perfume but he wasn't sure and he couldn't turn to look at her.He continued to lay on his perch.She took a sip and found her fingers sliding. ' Jim was still whimpering from the physical contact, which had forced his eager member into a hopeless struggle against its unyielding restraints. 'Oops,' Claudia smiled apologetically. 'Getting excited.' She tapped the metal cage and giggled upon seeing Jim double over in pain. 'Oy,' Jim said when he had gotten ahold of himself. Claudia was trying to cover her mouth with her hand, a weak effort to hide her amusement. 'Sorry,' she said, looking slightly more serious. 'Ready to go up?' 'Sure,'. However, he had to let me know whenever he was masturbating during the day to avoid me barging in with friends and such. We agreed on a code also, hanging a small rubber band on the door knob. Also, just like smoking, he should as if it was ok to masturbate before beginning since I sometimes have scheduled visits with friends and classmates. He agreed and was so grateful and could not stop thanking me.I could tell he had a hard on already, from the rod shaped bulge in his shorts, which I.