I don’t even allow my mother to make suggestions but you seem to have this power.’ ‘Power?’ ‘A strength I suppose. I can feel it.’ About a...n hour later the others went off to their rooms and Cynthia came back into the room where Nikita was reading and handed her coffee. ‘Would you like to come home with me this weekend? Mom was a city girl until she married and just loves meeting women from the city. She buys heaps of magazines and watches the Living Channel so is up to date on fashion and. She was in bitch in heat mode. Her animated body yelled out things such as: "Oh fuck yea." Fuck me baby". "Fuck mommy's pussy". When she finally got to "Oh God you're making mommy cum, baby", she went into a phase I knew well. She wrapped her legs around him tightly as if to try to pull his entire body into her. Her body started bucking and spasming as she lost all control. Of course this triggered my son to shoot his load deep in her womb. I remember thinking about how I had a vasectemy a few. I spread her legs as far apart as I dare, then took the soft leather belt and halved it, finally giving it a swing that produced a hideous sounding slap as it raked across her ass. "Noooo, please no," again she pleaded. "Count to 20 and then we’ll negotiate," I whispered, slapping her again. "Two," she shouted, "owwwwww!" And so it continued until number 20. "Ready to negotiate the second 20?" I asked, gently putting pressure on the butt plug. She. She brought her finger to his chin and forced him to look her in the eye. "Trust me, I know," she said softly. She brought her other hand to his face and brought it closer to hers. Her eyes closed and she kissed him softly. Slowly she pulled back and saw the mild shock in his eyes. She bashfully turned away and smiled, moving one of her hands to his lap. She looked back at his face and saw the growing desire begin to take over his shock. "So, you've seen what my underwear looks like. Do you.