She'd leave with welts on her body, bite marks all over tender areas, her cunt and ass sore from the fucking and stretching. She shivered thinking abo...ut the first time she got waxed after one of the weekends and the waxer asking if she needed to call someone to help her. The next time She had the word slave tattooed above her clit and the waxer paled.He paced in his house. The box on the counter was staring at him. He'd measured her neck last week while she slept, and paid extra for a rush job.. Every time she climaxed I could feelher strong vaginal muscles clench tightly around me, and to my credit I found that I lost count of how many times I felt that particularly wonderful sensation.Then I did something completely unexpected. I reached underneath her bottom with both hands, lifted her completely off of me, and planted her straddled my face. This came to her as quite a surprise, and even more so when I rammed my tongue deep inside of her. She let out a startled gasp that turned into. " You don't want to tell her yourself?" She's kinda mad at me," I admitted."Oh, I see," he said, sounding more like he didn't understand at all. "I'll give her the message." Thanks." Sure thing. Good-bye, Trent." Bye." I hung up the phone.I thought for sure Molly would call me right away, but she didn't. Maybe my idea had been a stupid one. At the time it had seemed pretty good, but as the minutes passed, I began to have serious doubts. None of my plans had ever been very good where girls were. As her vaginal muscles clenched, it sent him over the edge and he sent stream after stream of his thick hot cum deep into his mother’s pussy.“OH Peter, I’m coming, I’m coming” she shouted as her orgasm hit her, all Peter could do was groan as his young body went ridged and his ball sack emptied.As Peter rolled from his mother she reached to her pussy and lightly rubbed it, “Peter. I can’t believe you made mommy cum like that” “And I can’t believe I still don’t have my project done”As his mother.