I toldher hell no. I asked her if she remembered him beingthat small and she said no. Well the next night I challenged her again and cheatedand won. S...me bet except this time I told her to dressdown like a slut. Short shorts, knee high leather boots,garters and fishnets and corset. Which I made her wearthere so she would have to be seen by whoever might beout when we got there. Luckily it was dark no neighbors were out so I told herto go to the door and she did I could see her fear ofsomeone. My nipples got erect, and I wished I could have someone to bit on them at that moment. “Hmmm… so good,” I moaned as I pushed the dildo in my pussy. I started fucking myself slowly, and rubbed my clit to excite me more. I was fantasizing about my husband, and then I started thinking about my son masturbating in his room. I tried to think about something else, but couldn’t avoid the view of his hands around his big hard cock. That day I should have stayed a little more outside my son’s room to. Tommy stood and took the end of the leash, leading his mother back to the living room. Her hands were secured behind her back again, the way they usually were when she wasn't doing anything about the house."Now you can squat," he said.They seldom allowed Susan to sit in a chair. She had to squat most of the time on the floor, with her knees always open so they would expose her cunt, She squatted now, keeping back arched with her full tits high.Tommy sat on the couch, his brother at the other. The following morning, they had a light breakfast then talked about what they wanted to do in Hawaii. She said that she didn’t care what they did as long as she had him at least once in the morning and twice at night. After landing and going through customs, they picked up their baggage, and got a cab to the Hotel. It was eighty degrees with a cool breeze. They checked in at the hotel and went to the twenty-fifth floor. The bags had been brought up prior to their arrival at the room, so Michael.