He stops and gives each nipple a good firm tug while looking into my eyes. I let out another low moan as my breath catches and my knees start to weake...n again. He chuckles, "I'm going to remember that response." His hands continue on. Down my flat stomach, down my hips. He lowers himself to his knees and keeps going. Down my thighs, coming just close enough to my pussy to make me think he's going there but he doesn't. I wiggle my hips suggestively trying to persuade him to go there but he just. .. so I don’t own myself? I’m their slave?”“Yes,” Mom groaned. “You do what they want. So long as I give you permission. Because even sluts still obey their mothers. And you want to be a my good slut.”“I do!” I whimpered as Mom jammed her fingers back into my snatch.A smile spread on her dusky cheeks, blushed darker out of shame for what I was. She accepted it, but I knew I disappointed her by not being a pure virgin. A righteous girl. But she would make the best of my fall into sin.“Good,” she. . ok. I’m up. Go down and get some breakfast and I’ll be down.”The girls hurried downstairs. Tom looked at his clock. “7:30 am? You have got to be kidding.” Tom got up and got dressed. Looking himself in the mirror, wondering if last night was a dream, he half hardily said “Tom? Are you there?”Immediately his image spoke “Yes Tom, it’s me. You look a little startled.”“Oh ... still trying to wrap my mind around this, I guess it is all true.”“Yes Tom, now go and enjoy the day.” Tom’s reflection. How exciting as I knew that the attention was on me as I began to quicken my pace and moan more loudly as my balls tightened and felt the explosion of cum. Enjoying the sensation as I continued stroking my cock, pumping ever drop I could from my balls. As my climax subsided and gently enjoyed the sensations of my hands and fingers caressing my flaccid manhood. Jokes were made and the other man joked that the pressure was on him now. Well after he continued to work his own stiff manhood,.