‘Besides, I’m just as turned on as you are,’ she added with a smile. ‘You are?’ he asked as innocently as a child. ‘Yes,’ she said chuck...ing. ‘You are one fucking gorgeous man!’ Then she leaned into him and said, ‘If he didn’t stop when he did, he’d be mopping this whole studio about now.’ Eric laughed. Then, he continued staring at her with a contemplative look. She looked back at him and asked, ‘What?’ ‘Oh, nothing. I was just marveling at how normal you are.’ Mallory grinned. ‘You were. “I’ve never… been… with anyone…” I stopped short. “You’re a virgin?” “Uh-huh…” She gripped her breasts in her hands, squeezing her nipples. “Just checking – you’re sure you want me to keep going?” “Yes!” She nearly screamed it, and I resumed teasing her, lightly brushing her swollen pussy lips with the very tips of my fingers. She moaned sharply, and grit her teeth. I could smell desire on her, and I knew that she was in near agony. I slowly moved my head to press my mouth against her hot. She bent lower over the chair, her naked buttocks presented fully to him, her vulva clearly visible between the tight flesh of her cheeks. Suddenly, the quiet in the room was broken by a loud ‘swoosh, swoosh’ sound and she realised he was swinging the cane through the air behind her. Oh God, Vicky thought, he’s warming up! She raised her eyes slightly but could only see the jacket hanging over the chair, its leather patches towards her face. “I am required to let you know how the punishment. She couldn't bear to look at her son. He was telling the truth, and both of them new it. Shame washed over her."Come on mom, I know you want this... you need this." John moved a hand to his mother's overheated pussy and sipped his middled finger into her wetness."Ohmmm," Janice sighed. Her cunt had been drooling in anticipation of her son's prick ever since he told her he was planning to fuck her."You're so wet mom... , " John whispered to her. "Your pussy is a swampy mess with your juice.".