.. one he often role played in his head as he pounded some MILF in nylons.He drove around for a few minutes, replaying the shocking revelation, hearin... his mother's nasty words, his cock already hard again.He pulled into the driveway, got out again, and headed into the house making sure to slam the door loud enough that his parents would hear him as he called out, "Hello!"Sarah, who was just dr****g a nightie over her head, gasped, "Emmett's home."Gerald was already in his pajama bottoms and as. After a short while I raise myself up from the bed, taking a moment to grind my crotch against hers. I retrieve the harness and strap it firmly in place across my own crotch, locking in my toy and pushing and pulling this way and that to make sure it’s secure. I look up from my work and see the big brown eyes, wet but no longer weeping, staring at my crotch in what looks to me like terror.I move back to the bed and carefully start replacing ropes. I detach left ankle and wrist first, re-tying. You are the one who got that bullshit order of protection. The way I read it it says I’m to have nothing to do with you and to me that means I’m not supposed to even talk to you and I wouldn’t want to violate that order so just shut up.”It took an hour and a half to get all my stuff out of the house and garage and as I was leaving she asked:“When are you going to start paying me my five hundred a week?”“Depends on how bad you want to stay a member of your church.”“What does that mean?”“You told. ” “Gillian now its my turn. Please come up here and let me be down there between your thighs.”Ignoring me they proceeded to switch places so that Jean could look after Gillian. I was perfectly happy to witness all this. But as Jean entered Gillian’s cunt, Gillian beckoned me to get behind Mum on the floor. She was urging me to fuck my mother. Gillian. I took in the significance of this and moved quickly removing my denims and pants and shoes and socks till I just had a shirt on and open. As Mum.