Fuck, I wasn’t going to last. I best savor this moment, burn it into my memory.“You feel really good, Mom,” I moaned.“Y-you too, honey. Your c...ock feels amazing,” she replied.That made me feel good. My stomach pooled with a warm feeling of pride, knowing that im not the only one enjoying this. My throbbing, aching cock in my Mom’s unprotected pussy… Wait, wasn’t there a risk still? I was sure in biology class, we were taught that precum still had sperm in it.Oh God, there was a very real. Tonight could bring anything. I had promised to give up all rights for the evening—be completely yours and at your mercy. You place something cold and metal in my left hand. I do not dare look down. ?Cuff your hands behind your back.? And then you walk away as I hear the bathroom door shut. I realize that this truly is the point of no return. Shaking even more, I fumble with the handcuffs before securing them firmly behind my back. The cold metal against my lower back reminds me of my. And it becomes apparent to you that this lingerie is the same color as the garters, so you realize that this is.....well, who knows? Maybe I just like to match my lingerie and my garter belt.That lingerie, it's a corset, and you are soon to find that out when I start unbuttoning the lower buttons of my skirt. After all I am just trying to get comfortable - my jacket is unbuttoned and my buttoned skirt is a bit too tight for me to cross my legs comfortably. It's all about comfort.What a tease I. The Sunday, the day before we were going to London arrived. "Jane are yousure about this" I asked as I saw on the bed in our bedroom two smallcases Jane was packing the cases. "Yes I'm very sure, now will you help mepack" She asked. "Yes sure" I replied as I saw her put panties, bra's androlled up worn, but clean nylons, stockings and tights into a case. "Janehanded me, still in the packaging, boxer type Panties made of silk, and indifferent colours, and matching bra's. "As I want you to stop.