My hands reached for her boobs and I gently squeezed them from over her nighty. She gave out a moan but didn’t stop me.I gently squeezed her other b...ob as well. I could feel her nipples getting bigger with each squeeze. Mom was still kissing me passionately. Her tongue was all inside my mouth and at one point we were sucking each other’s tongue.She moaned while I pressed her boobs and she ran her fingers in my hair. I was getting restless and wanted to do more. So I reached for her nighty. I studied the second paper and noted with pride it was not as smudged as I thought it might be, my pussy was showing every crinkle and fold, even my butt hole and clitoris could be seen, so I signed it, but only as he fucked me.When we finished, all of a disappointing three minutes later, I signed it proper, explaining the first scribbling were due to my being fucked over the very machine.I stood by the copier and continued to drink my tea, studying him, as his semen run down my thighs, 'You. Then she pulled my pants down and my cock jumped forward and upward so that it almost hurt. She put the last piece of clothing on top of the other."Kiss my dick, Slut," I said.She opened her mouth and leaned forward slowly until my cock finally pressed against her uvula. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head away."Slam". A slap."I told you to kiss my dick Slut," I said."Just kiss"."Sorry, Master," she said."I hoped you would like it." Don't hope or believe anything. You must do as I say, Slut". She let go of my head and pushed me away with a laugh. “Let me have the pleasure of finishing you. What’ll it be? Oral? Anal? Vaginal?”“Whoa! Are you kidding me? I thought that penetration is strictly off your piste.”“Not today. Not for you. Besides, I already let you finger and eat my pussy, so in for a penny, eh?”“I’m honoured.”“You should be.”“If you brought your strap-on, you could fuck my ass.”“If I’d known you were going to be a prat I would have. What’s Plan B?”“I’ve always loved your.