I knew what he wanted me to say. He wanted me to say that he could fuck her too. Leighton was a horny bastard at the best of times. I didn't want to a...tually say that he could screw her, but if he did I wouldn't stop him.I just waved my hand at Lyndsey, non-committal and I went to the bathroom. Let him make of the gesture as he would. My heart was pounding as I cleaned myself up, and not just from the orgasm. Again, I left it a good few minutes before I returned and the whole time my mind was. Now Tim suddenly, fully realizes what Abbie is asking of him. He is to be her total caregiver and lover. She wants him to set boundaries for her, and if she crosses them, then she must deal with the consequences that brings. Tim could never really be considered an authority figure, and his mother never spanked him, but he sees his Abbie, in his arms, shivers, it is something that she somehow needs.To have Abbie confident enough in him to be fair and firm in his control over her. And hearing. I stepped towards you, my hips swaying my huge tits swinging and bouncing with the movement." I am going to fuck you so fucking hard you will scream for me to stop" you said as I put my hand out, pushing on your chest backing you up against the wall, your back hit cold steel mingled with the sound of metal against metal."Do you want me baby" I said seductively, grasping your hand, you didnt resist as I held your hand up, opened a leather strap and secured your wrist."hell yeah" your swollen. Just as mom left the room she turned and glanced at my duvet. That’s when it struck me, I looked down at my duvet it had a lump in it by my crotch, I couldn’t work out whether I had awoke with morning glory or gotten hard by seeing my mom’s tits. Shit, either way mom had just seen my duvet with my hard on poking up in it. I felt embarrassed but at the same time very horny.I wasn’t embarrassed about my cock, just a little shy. I was constantly teased in the showers after soccer for having a.