"Oh... Honey... I shouldn’t feel this way," Mom sighed. "What... Oh god, what are we doing?"We're exploring our desires, Mom," I said as I extended ...y arm from the top of Mom's shoulder to across her chest and slowly fondled her breast."Oh, ffffuck," Mom moaned as her hand cupped my balls before seductively whispering, "But we... We shouldn't be doing this. It's not right."Quickly easing my free hand, I slipped it under Mom's short dress until it was against her mound and replied, "Nobody has. ! Cory rocked, clenched, pushed! He began violently pumping his cock, thenthe other hand, grabbing, squeezing, kneading what were once healthy breasts.It hit him, right between the eyes--this is what he craved. He pummeled andtortured the lumpy tissue, feeling hard noggules and loose, free-moving THINGS,he wasn't sure what they were.---only that he wanted to devour them. He felt the gathering storm, internally, a storm only he could feel. As hereadied himself, he thought, "this is all mine!". I knew I was in trouble. She dragged me back to the stairs, shoving me up them. She threw me in her and Master's bedroom. "You stay here! Do you understand me?" she said. “Yes mistress," I said, and with that she turned to check on Taliya. Taliya wasn't as in much trouble as I was. She just had some bags to throw out. Mistress walked up to Taliya's door. Of course, Taliya greeted her with a smile. When Mistress asked Taliya why she wasn’t done with her room and why I didn’t take. ‘Mommie-mine’, she purred like a contented lioness; ‘Mommie-all-mine!’Chloe glanced over at Katrina, who offered no protest at this confis**tion of her lover. In fact, she seemed to be transported with delight at the concept that I was now – like her – Chloe’s fuck-slave – and furthermore, as the newest conquest, that I was inferior to her in status.‘Good little Katrina-cunt’, my daughter said with approval; ‘kiss my ass, you blonde slut – show me who’s your mistress, lick me good!’ And she.