I walked around hoping he didn't ask for my ID. After a few minutes of looking around the back of the store I seen a door way with curtains. Peeking... in the dark room was hard to make out. I heard sounds of women moaning and men saying things, and small lights up high. Looking back to see if anyone would stop me I went in.After a few minutes my eyes adjusted to the low light, and seen doors with the little lights above them. I walked down the dark hallway and seen more doors around the corner,. . You're good with that? Right?" Mmm-hmmm..."And then he removed my gag. And like with Mistress Dyvia I stretched myjaw and its muscles for a moment. But then he demanded. "Try thatagain..."I smiled as I looked into his eyes. "Slave loves to suck Sir's cock." Master," he corrected me."Slave loves to suck Master's cock." He smiled as he started to take offhis own clothes, no doubt loved keeping me with my cuffs behind my back.He sat back into a couch... and I stepped closer and kneeled. My uninterested husband was all of a sudden a really horny guy." Well, then that was good, right? Wasn't that what you wanted?" Yes, and no. I had wanted him to be more interested, of course ... for years. But it took me totally by surprise coming about the way it did. And the other thing was..." What, Mom?" Your father really, really liked what I was writing about. For some reason, he loved the idea of a mother getting turned on by her teenage son. He couldn't stop talking about it, wanting to. Of course by this time his head was so far up moms ass that he probably didn't even notice." "Anyway, I went her way for as long as I had to, but this morning at midnight, I hit the highway and came back here, the place where I always was happy. I transfered to this Wal-Mart and am getting an appartment in a few days, but until then, I was hoping that I could stay here. But if you have no room or just really dont want to see me, then I will understand and will get a hotel room." I had barely.