She took my hand and pulled me up onto her bed, she lowered my underwear, and then she lay back on her bed. She opened her legs and reached out for me.... Then she grabbed my cock, placed it at her opening, and then she pulled me into her. I was fucking my mother and she was helping me. I couldn’t believe that her insides were clutching my cock as if she hadn’t just come off that post. I fucked her in a short steady stroke but it sure felt good to me. Mom encouraged me to go faster and deeper but. ” The two beauticians motioned me to stand up, at first I hesitated, but a glance over at Kelly and Rachael made me do as I was told. I was ritually dressed in the bra and knickers, the bra was padded which gave me ample breasts. The audience jeered at my discomfort, I began to wish the ground would swallow me up, but there was plenty more to come. “Tights or stockings.” shouted Miss Hoover. The audience this time were much more unanimous as a scream of stockings was flung at the stage. “Stand. You're definitely invited. For this, you get my cherry. Ya wanna ... come?" She brushed her free hand against his crotch. Yep, she thought gleefully, hard as a rock."Don't let your mouth write cheques your body can't cash," he warned in a mock-threatening tone."Look for me at my party." She whispered silkily as she nibbled on his earlobe. "I'll be the one wearing the birthday suit." AI," Carruthers ordered, sounding strangely preoccupied, "release and deliver two empty pods from the pod reserve. Feeling her against my cock made me want to explode all over her. She still smelled like sweat and shampoo, and it sparked my libido ten fold. "I let what you did to me last time slide," she said, her lips centimeters from mine, "but it looks like you need to be taught a lesson." I gave her a nervous laugh, the seriousness of her expression making me uneasy. "Mom, I—" "Nuh uh," she countered immediately. "No speaking." Mom slid down to her knees, and my anticipation.