"My precious darling, I'm sorry, I wanted to speak to you, show you, how much ......"His voice faltered, the struggle inside, leaving him speechless.H... took her hand, she was so warm." Your hands cold, its freezing" she exclaimed, startled at such a thing. He had held her hand before now, and he was warm. She remembered the warm touch of it on her neck, as he had kissed her neck and shoulder. She wanted him to continue, but just as she was reaching a plateau of pleasure she did not want to. At first she was shocked then realised she had become extremely wet between the legs. She knew it was wrong for her to get wet over her son but couldn’t stop doing herself and disappeared into her bedroom and grabbed her rabbit out of her knicker drawer and brought herself to one of the biggest orgasms she had ever had.Feeling guilty as soon as the orgasm subsided she was cross with herself for being turned on so much by her son and vowed never to do it again. Despite her vow she couldn’t get. I watched her step past my hiding place and i gave a final search of my surroundings seeing no one in view I stood up and was behind her in a second one hand wrapped around her mouth so she couldn't scream while I pushed a needle filled with a knock out drug into her neck. I then quickly pulled her hands behind her back the task made difficult by her struggling. With one hand I tied the handcuffs around her wrists and pulled her into the dark alley. I was finished in 15 fifteen seconds flat and. .. yes, needed ... to fuck herself into complete humiliation in order to get by.“I was doing psych as a minor and you were interesting. And then you fucked up all my plans by making me fall in love with you. Oops, hang on!”This part of the concerto was just background fill for her, and in a few minutes I brought her back down again.“I stopped sleeping around for you! I went on the wagon, as you put it” she said, leaning forward to try and take my hand. I moved it away and she looked so sad..