She was taking the initiative; kissing my lips and licking my face and neck for a good minute, then suddenly she stopped and asked, "How's that for a ...rize?" I nervously replied, "T-That's amazing, Mom... I've always wanted to do this with you." Then she suggested, "How about I make it even better?" while she placed her hands on my pants and started to rub to my fully erect penis. "Whoa, Mom! What are you doing?" My Mom placed her hand on my cheek and said, "Just relax, Sweetheart. I'm just. At one point when I was miffed, I looked up to see Marilynstaring right at me. It made me a bit nervous. The look she gave mewhen Marty finally finished and put his arm around my shoulder may havebeen the biggest death stare I have ever received.We finally made it into the house, where Marty asked me what was goingon. I told him to follow me and we made our way to the powder room,where Jenny was standing talking with Julie. Marty asked Jenny what wasgoing on. "Daddy, when Alexa was heading. It wasn't like I approached her, Mounika presented her to me." I told her. It all was technically true"But did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy hurting me?" she asked."I did. I knew that Mounika was going to use you as her slave anyway, so the there is a bit of a thrill knowing I can do whatever or handle you however you want." I told her.She paused and I leaned in to kiss her. She didn't back away this time. Her soft lips met mine. I could taste Mounika on her lips."So you think I am too. A flash of exposed flesh at her waist line reveled the thong she wore and the crack of her ass. With both hands on her hips, I kissed her neck again. Another moan caught in her throat and gave me courage. I grabbed the back of her thong and tugged on it gently. She turned towards me and placed my hands on her breasts. But I felt impatient. One smooth motion tore the sweater, undershirt, and bra off of her. “Are you warm enough?” I asked. My passion didn’t wait for her answer. I took as much of.