"Morning Slutty Susan" I responded. "Master, breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes; but how do you want it?" mum asked. "I will have it in the kit...hen as usual; mum" I replied and she laughed. "Sorry Master Ray; I should have made myself clearer; I meant what do you want me to wear when I make your breakfast?" she enquired. "Oh mum; wear what you want to wear!" I replied. Twenty five minutes later; I was sat in the kitchen in jeans and a tee shirt while mum put bacon and eggs on the plate. "Suck it, you bad boy," Mom hissed, lifting her left breast and feeding her long nipple into my mouth.I sucked her nipple in hard but she still pushed her tit into my face and pulled on my head, her hand working it around in a circle around her breast. For at least a minute, Mom ground my head on her tit, then suddenly pulled her tit away and yanked my head back."That's better," she said, sitting down. She carved off a piece of pie with the edge of her fork and raised it to her mouth, smiling. She was in heat as she lost control bucking like a wild woman. When she had her first orgasm she sat up straight on his meat and arched her back, her nipples were rock hard as she screamed out. Tim rolled her over and soon she was under him as he pushed her legs up onto his shoulders. He beat her pussy hard for a long time, there was a ring of Andrea's pussy foam around his cock. She was cumming over and over and began to sware. She kept saying fuck me you horse cock mother fucker. I couldn't. "Oh, fun! What's your major?" Denise asked, reaching for some other substance. He felt her hands again on his scalp, rubbing something else into his hair. "I'm not sure yet." James answered, trying to stay nonchalant. What the hell were they, girlfriends? He half wanted to tell her to take her questions and shove them up her ass. However, the presence of his mother kept that thought strictly in his own mind. Denise's strong hands began to twist his hair, squeezing the remnants of water from the.