Realism caught up with them all and the trio realised that turning a fantasy into a reality can be a dangerous mistake that can tear the very social f...bric of family values and unconditional love. But the damage was done. Like a scar, it wouldn't completely fade. Even after five-years of separation; Scott longed to see his classmate Ryan and his mother together again. He knew they wished the same. But little did Scott know; for that same sublime electric feeling to be achieved for Ryan and. In the air you could smell the aroma of the lavender scented candles.I picked up my collar held it up to my lips and kissed it. I could smell the fine leather. I inhaled deeply and then placed it around my neck; Master had it made special for me. It was a purple collar with a heart on each side of the o ring which hung from the front. In the back it had a lock. I picked up the lock and snapped it into place. The only time my collar had been removed was to shower. Without my collar I felt naked. This time it felt so right to be fucking my mom, she wasn’t past out like last night and it was her who came and sat on my bed. Mom moaned under me and lifted her legs over mine as I kept the slow methodical rhythm of back and forth going.Mom’s hands came on to my back and I could feel her using me to lift herself up on to my coming stroke.“Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr yeeeeeeeesssssssss” she repeated over againEventually her legs tightened and now she was thrusting her fanny against me“Arrrr yeeeeeeessss. ”“Don’t you mean seven?” I asked.“Seven?”“A set is when they bump the ball to the front row so they can spike it, right?” I asked.“Setting up for a kill. Right.”“So there were seven sets.”“He’s right.” one of the girls who I didn’t know said. “I counted seven too.”“Okay, well, it doesn’t matter.” the coach said. “It’s only practice. Let’s try again. Sue, I want you to work on blocking this time.” They went at it again. I followed them.As I was sitting on the bleacher watching one of the other.