Her body trembled. She was still looking at me.Looking at her, I led my fingers to touch on the creases of my mother’s panties. Her breathing became...very laboured. She began heaving her boobs. I ran my fingers along her panty, staring at her. I was raging hard.“Do you want me to massage here as well mommy?”“Oh my god….baby…” She once bit her lip and stared without saying anything.“Do you mommy?”I asked, my fingers rapidly flickering in and out of her pussy, this time with a streak of authority.. "Walk on," he said again and like a horse obeying his master's order I did so. Naked and in front of everyone, I made my way slowly to the post. "Well done," he said when I reached it. The crowd seemed to appreciate my supposed bravery because they clapped and cheered. I didn't feel at all brave. Numbly I allowed my wrists to be bound and soon my arms were hoisted aloft.Odd how some things pass through your mind at a time like that. The hot sun burned my back and I remembered that I hadn't. He must be pretty good, I thought. They've even turned the Television off. This was something that had never before happened in that busy place."Yeah, I used to wire those Bookie Joints back in St. Louis for the Good Fellows," he was saying, "Every time one of the Joints got raided, I would just move on to where ever they sent me and start wiring another place."This guy is really full of it, I thought, but I found myself laughing right along with all the others. I finally had to admit, the guy. The doorbell rang and Marie told me to think about what I would like to do while she was out, squeezing my obvious erection as she kissed me goodbye.Marie arrived home around 1am and slid into bed, naked, next to me. She reached under the quilt and took my cock in her hand and began to wank me as we kissed. She told me she had been thinking about our chat all evening and couldn’t wait to hear what I had been thinking about. I raised myself onto my elbow and slipped my hand between her legs.