" she pointed to her right, "and Missus Desmond's PA will meet you."It was like trying to see some top politician or film star, and it struck me Miria... held a much higher position in the company than I had realised.The PA was another extremely attractive female. She held out her hand."I'm Janet; Miriam suggests you meet in her private office, this room is used for team meetings."There was a middle aged man sat in one of the armchairs; he didn't meet my eye when I scoped him but studiously kept. The sex show. I saw an ad in the porno paper of our city speaking of this place where shows were presented by the guests in an informal setting. The guests would volunteer their action to the show. I told the girls to go and to be ready in case I felt brave to go up to the stage and they, Gabby and Nancy, would fuck me for the show. We had already been doing DPs with me. One girl in my ass the other in my mouth. And I was loving it. So we went and I went up to the stage. But this time I got. The moment she opened the door, her sweet scent hit him, which sent a tingling sensation down under. Induja greeted him with a half-smile and let him enter.“You were working out?” asked Aamir.“Meditating,” replied Induja. “I do it when I get angry.”“Oh, bad time for my class, I guess,” joked Aamir.“Ha-ha, not at all. Take a seat,” said Induja.Aamir sat down on the sofa and looked around. Mrs. Nair was not in the vicinity, which made him feel slightly disappointed. He was hoping to catch up with. "Answer me," she ordered, pulling my head out from between her legs.I wasn't sure of the truth, I had no idea if my son's cock was in front of me right now if I would suck it (I hoped I could resist). I was so confused about my sexual feelings and all that had happened the past 24 hours. I didn't question my rediscovery of pussy or my natural persona of a submissive... those had been rekindled and were not going to flame out.But.... sex with my son.Well... that was definitely wrong.Yet, I had.