-----------------------------------------------------------------------Emily was home when I got there. She sat alone on the couch, quiet, asif contem...plating our relationship. I walked over to her silently, andsat down next to her. Not a single word was spoken between us, but shecould detect my nonverbal apology. It didn't take long at all for herto let things go. I let things go as well, and we eventually fell intothe one thing I had anticipated; making up.We haphazardly worked our way into. She was wearing the flimsiest of bras, the material so thin, it was almost like feeling her bare flesh.Her nipple was growing, stiffening under the pull of my fingers. She moaned into my mouth, leaning back against the tree behind her. My other hand dropped down her back until I cupped a cheek of her ass. It was quite firm to my feel when I squeezed. Once again there was no protest as I gripped her skirt, pulling it upwards. Now, the back of her panties was under the palm of my hand. I wanted. After the previous events it was clear that he was willing to let her have her way with him so without warning she seized the sheets and threw them back.His hands had dropped from his cock as he watched her take hold of his shaft and envelope it with her warm mouth. As she began to lather his cock wanting it wet for the next stage, she wondered whether she would need any lube as well; but her question was quickly answered.With Amelia bent over Owen had taken hold of her leg and forced her up on. " You are my slut!" He punctuated each word with a resounding slap to her inflamed ass. "You will do whatever I tell you to do and if you don't I will spank your ass till you cant sit down."His mother's ass now twisted and turned with each spank. Her moans were growing louder and more frequent."Do you understand?" With that he slapped her once more very hard."Yes" His mother replied in a small voice."Good, now get over here and suck my cock"Mike unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, now.