When she still wasn't home after a few hours, I began to wonder if something was wrong. Then, on my way to the kitchen to find something for dinner, I... thought to pick up the phone and check the voicemail -- something I wasn't used to doing, because my parents always did it. Sure enough, my aunt had left a message about fifteen minutes before I got home, letting me know that she'd be going out with some co-workers after work, and that she wouldn't be home for dinner.I fended for myself that. I direct my cameras to te central theatre of love: the dining table for six, covered with soft cloth.I will tie Kristina to the table top by her ankles and wrists to the legs. The table is very solid.I have as eldest son, the old fam1ly dining table. My father fully renewed it after his retirement.I have my temple of sex ready for her hot short stay: her holiday of love and care in domination.I know only undressing my cute young yummy beauty and process to tie her up will get her slit so wet.I. Mom stood over him as she squatted down onto to his erection. She slid on his cock a they both moaned. Mom lifted all the way up and back down again. His hands was on her waist as he pulled her closer to his chest. He sucked her nipples as she rolled her pussy over his dick.The k** pulled mom closer to him, before he lifted his pelvic into her and fucked her fast and hard. Mom cried out again with an orgasm that was making her head spin. The k** moaned something as he released his cum. He grabbed onto a whip and pulled out of my pussy. He began whipping me so hard it was leaving marks. "NO!!! STOP!!!" He spun me around and spread my ass cheeks, ticking my asshole with the whip threads. I moaned out loudly wishing he would stop. "No! stop it!!" He began whiping me hard on my ass leaving marks. The more I screamed, the more he would whip me. He tossed the whip away and spread my asscheeks, forcing his massive cock into my ass. He spun me around again to where I was laying on my.