Brenda was up first, she took the opportunity to go down to Ross and punish him awake. She squeezed his balls tightly for awhile and pulled them away ...from his body farther than they should have ever been stretched outward. She administers some more slapping to his cock and lets them go after the slave is wide awake.Brenda wants his cock and balls huge for the auction, which brings more money for less time. The agreement for the auction is that the selected slaves will spend twenty-four hours. Her heart shaped face mostly untouched by wrinkles, her body still mostly in shape from constant yoga practice, the blonde mother of three was still a knock out.Ben swallowed a mouthful of cereal and then looked up at his mother. “Thanks Mom, I’ll head on over there after I have a shower.”“Don’t know why you waste time with that old kook,” Peter grumbled, folding his paper. “Plenty of jobs out there that are far more respectable than babysitting old folks.”Suzy frowned at her husband. “Oh hush,. I wish there was some spiritual rule during sleepwalking that ensured one's decency was secured. I am down a hallway from my suite, totally naked. I didn't panic (I know what I look like naked), even though there are automated locks on out suite's door and now I have no way of getting back in without revealing myself. I could take an elevator to the main floor's security office or stay put until someone from security sees a naked man on a camera feed strolling around with no clothes on. I opted. The night of the bicycle ride sprang back into focus. The ride had been rife with secret pleasures. I was stimulated by the sights, sounds, and scents of my dear mother's beautiful body as we rode and then laid on the grassy bank of the Chicopee River. My balls ached with the unrequited need that looking into her blouse at those silky smooth breasts and the curve of her bottom poised over the bike seat.I heard the shower in her bathroom and lay back on my bed, thinking dreamily of how it had.