No further noise.I played for another two hours before heading to bed. I thought about jerking off but decided to wait. I knew Karen would be showerin... in the morning, around seven, and set my alarm for just before seven. I would join her for a either a blow job or a shower fuck, so I needed to save it for her. The thought of Mom getting fucked played in my head as I finally fell asleep with a boner.I jumped as the alarm went off. I listened but the shower was not running. I got up and checked. She was getting fucking horny by her punishment. With a final underhand blow, the cloth hanger landed on her cunt.. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh.........", she screamed out loud. Her knees buckled and she collapsed on her knees on the floor. She started whimpering.., "Ahhhhhooohhhw....... I deserve to be punished.... but aah... this.. is .. too much.." Her ass stuck up in the air, I grabbed the but plug with my hand and yanked it out.. "AAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhh....... OMG..... ahhhh....." Her asshole was. He inserted his hand into the pyjama and felt my bare ass cheek, by now I was under his control, I was now submissive for him.He inserted his hand into my panties and he fely my hole, he withdrew his hand back and again came his hand inside the panties, this time it was wet, I think he had licked his finger and pe had made the hole wet with his salaiva. He inserted one of his hand into my salwar and I could feel that his hand was travelling towards my boobs, yes it was and icould feel his rough. Eventually I moved south, my tongue dragging down her belly to the top of her panties. Grabbing the waistband, I skinned them off, noticing how wet they were. She seemed to be getting over her self-consciousness at this point, spreading her legs and inviting me in. There, inches from my face was a triangle of tight red curls, pointing toward her lust swollen, wet, pussy lips. The combined scent of our frenzied lovemaking, mixed with a dab of Chanel greeted my nostrils. I breathed in deeply as.