I served her wine and scampered back into the kitchen to prepare hermeal. It didn't take me long as I was beginning to get quite good atserving her a...d I knew what she liked. When I took the meal thru, I stoodwhere she could see me while she ate, refilling her wine when she asked."That was good, Tina - you are learning well," she said as she finishedthe pasta, "Now you may have your drink of vegetable juice before you goto bed."Two presses. Curtsy."When you get to bed, Tina, I have decided. She methodically cropped one buttock, then the other, inthe precise place she had touched me. She then hit the centre, right on thebase of the plug. In amongst the pain, this sent shocks of sensation deepinto my body. After every two strokes of searing pain there was one bolt ofunbearable ecstasy. With each set of triplets, the pain increased, but sodid the pleasure. By the fifth round, I was sobbing, crying, moaning, anddesperately trying to say my words. Despite Annabelle's thighs. Touch me like that," Madeline murmured. "You mustn't be trying to seduce me... To make me want you..." She lowered her eyes to her son's erection. "To make me want you..."Gerald was moving his fingers up and down, massaging Madeline's pussy, rubbing the now-wet satin across her cunt lips and clit. "Do you want me, Mom?" he asked."No..." Madeline whispered. And then, "Yes... No... Yes..." Then she moaned, flexing her stomach muscles to push her cunt down harder against Gerald's fingers. "I'm. Stella shows Saskia the way back to her bed, where everything has started this day, that changed her life forever.Saskia still is blindfolded, her mind a bit blurred from all erotic events from her seduction turning to her surrender.She simply longs to listen to the story of Stella's submission. She hopes it will help her to understand why she did.Stella stretches at the bed, Saskia is alongside her. Stella shyly starts: Imagine our innocent erotic experiment.Spain, early this Summer. My.