Just fine!" The praise sent Billy's spirits soaring. He was learning to like Ray Moore more and more with each passing hour.As he waded out of the wat...er, Billy's eyes opened wide. His mother and Lisa were wearing the briefest bathing suits he had ever seen! He gulped, unable to tear his eyes away from his mother's lovely, shapely... and, yes... sexy body! Her figure was as youthful as Lisa's, though her breasts were fuller, and her pubic mound a bit more prominent. Billy tried to envision her. She lay there still spread on the small bed."You fought very well but in the end they would have killed you," he said in a fatherly voice. "Here give me your hand."With a groan she got off the bed and with his help she made it to the bathroom. The hot water felt soothing on her body and she drifted off into sleep.She was feeling better now and all the frustration, pain and humiliation bubbled to the surface."How dare you let that happen to me," she shouted."Sit down my dear and have some. My father had to behave like an a****l all the time in the house and was happy about it so i could see. I was the maid and house slave to service my mother and her friends without having sex with them. The only who fucked me from time to time was my mother for training she said. Now i was 14 years old but as a slave i was 2 years old which my mother wanted to celebrate. There was another reason for celebration which i didn't knew at this time. My father was now ready to become a fulltime pet in. I was speechless to stop her and could only watch as she knowingly took hold of my penis and let it pulse and throb in the palm of her hand. She had a good grip around my muscle and pulled up and down, squeezing blood into the head and making it swell and purple. A dewy drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip and she bent her head to lick it, making a smacking sound with her mouth while tasting it against her palate. Ronnie looked up at me and, seeing my approval, proceeded to jerk and play with.