I was looking down from behind and could see it clearly now. It looked so yummy, but I controlled my thought. I didn’t want to have a boner in front...of her again.Mom: You really think so?Me: Yeah, mom, I do. I would certainly wish to have a wife like you someday!Mom: Hahaha! Okay okay… Now stop embarrassing me… You’ll get someone more beautiful than me.Me: Not possible, mom. No one beats you.Mom: By the way, thanks again for the support. I’m starting to feel a little more confident now.I was. I went straight to our bedroom and found her lying on the bed, wearing one of my shirts barely buttoned and a pair of red, lacy cheeky’s. There was a near empty bottle of wine on our nightstand, and by her attitude she was feeling good. I took off my clothes and pulled open the shirt to expose her tits. I grabbed them hard and began squeezing her nipples as she arched her back in pleasure and a little pain. With my right hand, I pulled on one of her nipple rings; she loved this, and with my. Yet again the body arched in response. I swayed my fingers from side to side between her hairless lips, feeling the moisture increase between the silky stretched fabric covering her mound. I felt the nub appear again so I played with it again, feeling the pleasure resonate inside her.I pulled the fabric aside and probed her pussy with my slim finger. I had the dildo at hand but I decided to use my finger for a while. I inserted it slowly into her vagina, feeling the muscles pull it in as I. Turn around. “yes Sir”. Wow, I've been upgraded. All the fucking rules and labeling becomes too tedious for this naturally Dominant lover. “Thats a good girl”. OK so she likes the protocol. Thats fine by me. If it helps her and gives her a sense of security I am truly fine with that. “Stick that ass out and raise it up. Gee, what a terrific ass. I tell myself, although at this point I think I'm talking to myself out load as I hear, “Thank her Big Daddy”. I chuckle “your welcome sweet.