I sent again a letterDear my sex slave, i have a command to you. I want you to fuck your son tonight and video it. I want you to be very seductive and...wear a sexy underwear. Then in our next meeting give it to me. I wanted my mom to fuck me in my son form, i want to see her reactions from her sons cock.All throughout that day she looks confused and problemed. Night came, and she told me she wants me to go to her room. Iwas very nervous and excited about it. She then told me that she was lonely. It started out like adress up game, this new play, except that everyone stripped naked tochange into their costumes, rather than just down to their underwear. Sheila got naked too, rather than directing us as she usually did or undressing only to her underwear where we couldn't watch. Ourcostumes also weren't clothes. We put on sheets, blankets, orscarves, not real clothing but just something to d**** over us, stillleaving us naked and exposed under them. Sheila posed us so ourprivate parts. But Ryhanne could see that she really liked what the b(ea)st was doing - even if it looked really scary. Mama finally stopped writhing around so much, but she was still flushed and breathing really fast. Then the werewolf grabbed at her leg again, and she said "Stop that! Down... I know what you want, you nasty b(ea)st – just give me a moment.”Mama scooted to the edge of the bed and sat up. Right away the wolf grabbed her thigh between his front paws, and arched his back as he started jerking. We started our dance as the others looked on. We moved in time to the music, our hips swaying seductively to the erotic rhythms. Lynn looked so hot in her blue dress with her blonde hair shining under the soft lights. Yet, my mind seemed to be elsewhere.Our number ended in a far less dramatic fashion than that of Ron and Jill. We made our way off to the side and stood there watching the other dancers. After every couple did their solo thing in the middle of the floor, it once again became a bit.