Our phone calls had gone from me simply using my vibrator and Cumming on command to:"Hello" Hello what slut?"I quickly plugged in my hands free kit, a... instructed beforehand."Sorry, hello Sir" It took me a long while to remember to address him as Sir or Master."So Princess are you ready to be my nasty dirty fuck slut?" Yes, very ready" Tell me what you have got sticking out of that wet cunt!" The big green vibrator" And your arse?" The small butt plug" Only small? By now you should be able to. As the slow and steady love making started to turn into a raw animalistic fuck session as my mother wrapped her legs around my hips and started clawing my back with her nails, and broke the kiss screaming “fuck yes baby!!!! Fuck mommy’s cunt, knock mommy up with your cum!!!!” I grabbed her by her firmly…and slammed her into the wall with each thrust as she took that chance to kiss, lick and bite my neck and rocking her hips to match my rhythm. I felt her body quiver as she was about to orgasm,. She leaned her head back and felt the warm water coat her hair and, taking some shower gel in her hands, she began to slowly work up a lather on her washboard stomach. Her sexual tension was immediate now, probably a result of the long stressful week with little emotional outlet and her hands danced quickly and confidently over her breasts, nipples and toward her belly. Shivers ran up her spine and the anticipation of sexual release quickly grew. She thought of Blackswift, imaging his taught. Margaret excused herself saying she had to leave when Kathy explained, ‘The week starts with a dance on Saturday night when the women ask the men to dance. After talking and dancing with them you usually have a good idea who you’d like to get to know more, maybe even intimately during the week. It’s kinda like ‘speed-dating’ I guess. Some women are shy and are happy to meet a nice guy to hookup with the entire week, as though they were a married couple. I think that’s weird but to each their.