There were the usual rings in the wooden walls and there were two narrow wooden benches set end to end. Obeying Joe, who saw she was now awake, she cl...imbed up to one bench, watching as Jack shoved the other against it tightly."This way."Jack positioned her so that her ass rested on the lower bench while her back rested on the other. The benches were small and terribly uncomfortable and her legs and thighs hung over the edges. Her heart began to beat faster, her pulse quickening."Get 'er arms,. A little,” Emily conceded, “But like, how would you even know? This was the first time you even met him.” “Because I’m your mother. I pay close attention to body language, and the way he acts—acting being my other speciality, you remember? For instance, as he was leaving, when I gave him that hug right then—he just kind of, well… He froze. Flinched back this tiniest bit? I don’t know, maybe it was just my imagination?” “He’s a teenage boy, Mom,” Emily reminded her, gesturing at her mother. His ambition was to have sex with his mother and his aunt. Today had been the first step towards that goal. He didn’t know how it would work out but he could not see how they could go back now. Sooner or later they would give in to him.Susan went home and sat dreaming about the afternoon while her husband played computer games. He was a waste of time but Michael, well he was a completely different story. She wished she had taken a photo of his cock. She could imagine feeling it, tasting it,. ' Say it for me." Yes, master. Master, master, master." Her breath was rasping now and her eyes had half closed as she savored the word 'master' on her tongue and I continued to pinch her nipple."What are you feeling now?" I asked her."Oh god, master. I'm feeling so hot. My pussy is on fire. I'm actually dripping on my leg!!" She looked up at me as she said the last. Her look was one of amazement. Amazement that she could be so turned on."Do you like it when I pinch you nipple?" Oh master..