I took my time drying myself off, while the shower area cleared completely and I was on my own. I looked around to make sure no-one could see me and I...took the shorts down from the hook and looked inside the waist-band, to see what size they were. “Small – 30-32 inches” the label said, “Do Not Tumble”. Inwardly I smiled.“My size,” I thought, as I immediately began to picture the kind of young, fit guy who might have worn them; I imagined that I might have enjoyed a “Tumble” with him and I began. She was totally restrained by the device and a thrilling shiver ran through her body.Next Mr. Smith showed her a simple hook hanging from the ceiling. He slipped the hook over the short link of her handcuffs and pressed a button on the floor with his foot. The hook rose up slowly, forcing her arms up and her body down. He left her dancing on her bare feet, walking around her wiggling form. She followed him with her eyes, watching his face as he looked at her in this awkward position. His. With my hair still in his grasp he began to fuck my face. I flicked my tongue out as he did. I remember hearing him moan. Next thing I knew, I saw a flash. It was from his cell phone. But I didn't care. I sucked his cock until he was about ready to cum, the stranger pulled out and shot the thick cum all over my face. And yes it did get in my eye. And yes it does sting. He rubbed his cock in it, spreading it all over my face. I stuck my tongue out and he layed his cock on it. I licked it clean. Once I asked ‘Mom, whom you love more: me or dad..?’ Without any hesitation she replied “I love your dad most, because he gave me YOU’’. I really surprised to hear because she was very diplomatic and it shows her sense of humor.I fall in love with her when I saw her ass first time. It was summer and I was 14 years old. Renovation was going at our home and I was shifted to second floor. Mom’s bedroom was on first floor. At first floor there are big drawing hall, kitchen, and two other bedrooms..