A week laterI woke up to a blow-job. Mother was working on my cock. I knew that dad was already gone for the day. She then moved her pussy to my mouth... I started licking her woman hood. I licked her clit to orgasm. She turned around and placed my throbbing cock in her flowing pussy. I glided into her as she ground her clit against me.“The next three days are real important towards our goal. This is my most fertile time of the month. Give me all of your loads deep in me.” She told me.I grabbed. "So you can see how slutty you look."Claire nodded, humming in agreement."There's no reason to be selfish though. I think other people would like to see what a slut you are too. Why don't you go outside and show your slutty little outfit off to the world, my pet?"Go outside? thought Claire. She was tethered to the wall. She couldn't even reach the hall, let alone walk down the stairs and out of the villa, onto the street. Wondering how she could possibly leave the room, she stared idly into. One who had a share his home with new male dog. The fact that I wasn’t really IN the home, didn’t seem to matter.Rita was a different kettle of hormones. Best I could figure, she was flirting with the new guy, either to piss off her mother, or to validate her own budding sexuality. I resisted any acknowledgment of her sexuality. It seemed to be the best course of action. Ignore it and hope is just wore itself out.On the morning of the 15th day home I checked my bank account and found a deposit. However, she had suggested that her coming was a great no additional cost option. Her surname was the same as mine (she had never remarried from divorcing my dad 20 years ago), and her name, Miriam, had the same initial as the ticket was booked under. So it was game plan over, she was coming and that was it!I stayed at her house the night prior to the morning flight, my old room was still on standby. It was an early start and when I came down to breakfast, mum was already fully dressed. She.