It seemed distant, but as I saw her lips moving, I realized it was Veronica speaking. “Dave, you know, it’s not all on her, it’s not all on Jill...”Veronica’s words slowly sank into my skull, my brain like that of a drunk trying to assemble the sounds and syllables to make sense of what she’d said. ‘Not on her, not on Jill’ – slowly I realized what she was saying, something in my pain I didn’t want to consider. I was just about to shout and scream, to tell her she was so terribly wrong when my. You do not drink too much. You do not show me up with your tongue loosened by the booze.” “I won’t do it again. I promise.” “What did you say last time? Don’t bother answering. You said you won’t do it again. Remember?” Do you?” “Yes. But I mean it this time. Really I do.” “Enough my boy” she snapped and focussed again on the job at hand, ignoring her son’s plea’s. Spank after spank splattered his burning bottom. The sobbing now constant. The resistance ended. The acceptance of her. "She came over to me and kissed me. I found my tongue entwining with hers. She reached and pushed my shorts off me and took my cock in her soft hand. She began to rub me against her moist cunt. It felt marvellous but I knew if she kept at it I would soon be shooting my load. She sensed this and stopped."Have you somewhere more comfortable than here ?" she said smiling.I took her hand and showed her to my bedroom. She immediately lay on the bed her legs spread wide affording me a view of her now. "Please." He didn't see the point of suffering more than he had to.She got a glass of iced water and a straw that she held to his lips, hedidn't think water ever tasted so good. She opened a drawer in one ofthe dressers and took some time fiddling with it. Before he realisewhat it was, she had glued a silicone breast to his chest, soon followedby the second. She left him thinking about the weight of the coldobjects, but it wasn't long before they had warmed up and could almosthave been part.