I can see the glistening of her moist lips.She startles me slightly when she blurts out, "you're a dirty little boy aren't you." Not knowing what to s...ay I keep quiet. "I'm old enough to be your mother" she continues on. "It's that what you want? You want me to be your mommy. Do you like sucking on mommy's titties?" Yeah." I manage to get out, not sure about what else to say.I'm overwhelmed by what's coming at me. I'm afraid to say the wrong thing. And I don't want this party to stop. This horny. Slight perfume, sexually dynamic eye shadow, rouge and juice-red lipstick, all tastefully done, but edging somewhat near the 'slutty' side, finished the look she seemed to carry so naturally. She noticed lately that her general appearance was certainly having an effect on her two teenage sons. Yes. That was definite. It did have the boy's attention. It most certainly got Tony's attention yesterday, and culminated into her falling down on her knees in the bathroom, still fully dressed, servicing. ”“Oh hi. I am Jerry and this is Mona my wife.”Arthur released my hand and pushing past me took Mona’s hand shaking it vigorously. In fact he was shaking it so vigorously that her tits were moving all over the place and were clearly visible above her low cut t shirt. His eyes were glued to them.“Hello” Mona said trying to extricate her hand. “Nice to meet you.” She finally managed to get her hand free and took a pace back.“Well it’s nice to meet you Arthur.” I said, “But we have a lot of. Because I'm almost certainly going to confis**te your sticky knickers when I'm done...The large room you are in is arrayed with stocks, rack, sex swing, x-frames, whips, paddles and chains, the main floor downstairs has stone walls and floor, and is deliberately chilly to induce extra hard nipples. A huge mirror completely covers one wall. You catch sight of yourself absent mindedly start to play with your nipple as you look around at what is one offer.You take the opportunity to misbehave by.