The young boy loved the lewd sensation of his beautiful mother jerking him off. But, even more than that, he longed to feel her strong ass-muscles gra...bbing his big cock and squeezing all of his cum right out of his bursting prick. He'd dreamed about ass-fucking for so long."Okay, Mom, that feels great, but it's time for ether things now," the boy said, rising to his knees, his big cock dancing obscenely in front of him."Other things?" Fran echoed, grinning at her son."Yeah, Mom! I wanna fuck. The bat is ripped out of my anus in one swift long pull. For a few seconds, my mind and body forget the plight for air. I feel helpless and accept my fate. Just as I begin to drift into comforting darkness, the rubber cock is yanked out of my throat."What do you say subject?" I respond with a grateful but muffled "thank you" as my mouth, tongue and throat are not cooperating. I immediately tilt my head back and extend my tongue out offering my throat. I exhale fully and hold it in anticipation. She does thisstanding, her back to Mr. Jarman, not letting him seeher crotch. God, Ashley, she wonders. What are you doing?Lowering her transparent raincoat–the mini-skirt stayshiked around her waist–Ashley returns to Jarman’s deskand stands uncertainly before it. He lifts her by thewaist onto the desktop. She squirms, uncomfortably.Jarman leans forward. “You’re not a whore, Ashley Lynne. Please don’t dress like one.”Ashley blinks again. I look like a. "Stephen and Josette looked at a woman dressed stylishly in a trouser suit that emphasised her bust and masked her hips... Her hair was dark and well cut. She looked a little taller than Mum's 5 ft 5in and perhaps slightly younger. "Frédérique you say. I think she looks like a Frédérique."... and everyone laughed.Fran tapped the sofa on either side of her and Josette and Stephen sat either side of her. Now tell me what has been going on between this son of mine and.