He is never rough unless he knows I need it, nor crude. He would never hurt me, and I trust him completely. I am his for whatever purpose he needs, b...cause he is the only man who has ever truly understood the desire, the craving, the hunger in me that's never truly satisfied.He keeps me in a bra and pantyhose most of the time, barefoot for the most part, but when I'm restrained and standing I must be wearing high heels. My hands are always bound. Always. If I need assistance, I must call. She showed a lot of cleavage, my mother was sexy as hell when she arrived. I could just imagine the look on my husband's face when he opened the door. I couldn't see them, but I heard my husband say, “Wow, Natalie, you look good!" "Thank you,” she told him as she sat on the couch. She tried to pull the hem of her skirt down some, but the material just wouldn't go down any further. “Would you like a drink?" my husband offered. "Yes, yes,” my mother said nervously. They drank and things. After stepping from the shower he dried my hot eager bodywith his tongue, every inch. Took him about half an hour beforehe was satisfied that my cock was dry. He had me bend over andspent another half hour drying my buns and licking out my asshole.We went to the bedroom, got on the bed, he threw my legs in theair and start-ed in on my cock and ass. He had his finger deepinside me (I learned about the prostrate gland this day) andwas doing things that had the pre-cum flow-ing out of my piss. It was very hot that day, the sun was killing people. I returned exhausted from college to home and ran towards the bathroom as I badly needed a shower, but to my surprise someone was already there inside but that was not all the door was not locked!I peeped inside and I completely lost my mind. It was my mother. Wow!!!She was so hot naked in front of my eyes rubbing her huge wet juicy ass with soap foam.I just glued to the door and continued enjoying the show. She was washing her round.