A week’s worth of passion was built up in both of us. We weren’t thinking with our minds, we were thinking with our swollen genitals. I got down o... my knees to have access to her pussy. Her eighteen-year-old clitoris, while not huge, was firm and peeking out from its protective hood. I gently spread her open and ran my tongue over both her pink love and pee holes. Then I stood up, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. My hard cock was ready to go to work.She is about six inches. As I feared, my dick was pressed into her upper back. I still wasn't hard (thank God), I was way too cold. She didn't say anything as I slid further into the sleeping bag, the whole time with my dick and balls rubbing all the way down her back. As my dick reached her butt I got quite a surprise. I had assumed she kept her panties on. I was wrong. My dick slid along her ass cheek and along the crack of her ass. She giggled some to try to lighten the mood I guess."I'm sorry mom" I said softly as. " Yeah, but when you need to hurry to the bathroom, skirts are a greathelp. You won't have to fumble around with a belt and a zipper." Alliemade a motion and suddenly her wand/staff was in her hands, and abright light appeared above her head. The light traveled down herbody, making her clothes disappear, and then a second light appearedabove her and followed the path of the first, only this time it wasgiving her the schoolgirl outfit she'd had on when she got home. Itwas over in a few seconds.. I got a job bartender at a 24-7 gay bar the grave yard shift thru - sunday . she work the door on the weekend. She never wore a bra or panties. I was the panty wearing housewife doing all houseduty, cooking ,and waiting her hand and foot. even bathing and shaving her. We started doing coke and selling it , got it from my manager, and his lover was jim who was controlling and would go out town with Mr. Young a tall handsome dominated black king pin who was strict but fair. They would go out.