I arched my back, pushing my breast into his hand as my lips parted and our tongues met. As our tongues dueled, I luxuriated in the feeling of his han...s finally exploring my body with no restrictions. His hand slid down between my legs and found my pussy already wet and ready for him. As his fingers slipped inside of me, his lips traveled down my neck and onto my breasts. The combination of his mouth on my nipples and his fingers thrusting into my pussy had me purring in pleasure and cumming. Us na toka bhi ke gadi chala loMujha mat dekho nahi to accident ho jay ga maina bhi mjak me kha diya aisa kapdo ma gumogi to na jana kitno ka accident ho jay ga, thori dar me he us ka ghar pahuch gay, phir us na mujha offer diya ke barsat taj ho rahi hai aaj yahi rook ja o, maina bhi socha mera kaya jata hai ghar pa kon intejar kar raha hogo koi bhi to nahi hai, ma us ka ghar per he rook gaya per ya jan kar ke uncel and unty bhi nahi hai mera maan mai usha choodna ka josh puri tarah jor marna. She had done research and had read about how some people would get their own "slaves" while calling themselves the "masters." Kate had done a search over the internet for people interested in bdsm and came up empty handed. That was when she had the thought that - if nobody would willing take a slave, why not force one into the position?Kate was brought back to the present when Amanda came in and said, "Good morning." She then came up next to Kate with a bright smile and asked, "What's for. . .or his depraved whore. But I would be here willing and waiting to do almost anything he wanted me too. A normal mother would have freaked out at that point. A normal mother would have been consumed with the guilt and the shame. But I was past all that. The idea that my 17-year-old son was going to be walking into my bedroom at any minute and expecting to engage me, his mother, in a sexual way… …aroused me to a point I can’t explain. I loved the fact that we shouldn’t be doing it. I loved the.