She wanted to confront him just to get the truth. He owed her that much.It was past seven that night and Jake hadn't heard a word from his mother. He ...wondered where she was or if she had regretted what they had done the night before. He decided to go see her and took a few deep breaths, as he wanted nothing more than to tell her the truth about him being her son. He had gotten tired of waiting for her to call so he decided to go to her. He slipped on his gray button up shirt and pair of black. He was really pounding her into the cushions and I wondered how she was able to take it like that without reeling in pain. Then she moaned softly and spread her legs wider.My cock was so hard it hurt. I squatted down so that I could get a better look at his violation of my little sister. "Sweet, ain't she?" someone said from above me. I looked up to see one of Ray's brother's friends standing there watching them too.When I looked back at the action, the newest guy was getting off of her and one. I was told anything green with flowers would be Ellie's cup of tea. I picked out a couple of plants for her in the spring and asked the greenhouse to hold on to them. I got the names so I could print out a picture on the internet and I got her a new gardening set.Mack was a tougher nut to crack, but when I saw his extensive UK football, basketball and any other sport imaginable collection, I used my not inconsiderable influence with the UK athletic department to score some primo seats to a. The coldness was a welcoming feeling on my very warm, stinging arse."Tracy, pick up your paddle. We will gently rub his arse cheeks, then give twenty smacks slightly harder than our hands." Yes Mistress."Between each strike, they gently rubbed my arse cheeks with the paddle. Mistress reached around and placed her hand on my limp cock."Tracy I want you to take your free hand, play with his balls." Yes Mistress."It was hard to concentrate on not getting an erection or making a sound. Mistress.