”I tried them two or three times. It was very easy.“Now ask me why I have a pair like this,” he smirked, daring me. When I did, he told me, “S...me chicks like to be restrained, kiddo. We won’t do that with you’re mom, so don’t be worrying about that. But see, a new gal that doesn’t know you very well don’t want to be tied down where she can’t get away. Not for real, anyway. These cuffs are the perfect pretext for those kinds of babes.”Plus i’ve used them other ways. I once had a mom cuff me in. We pile a bunch of mixed foods on them and eat from all of them. We get a lot of attention because I’ve three pretty schoolgirls wearing form fitting clothes and they take turns to sit on my lap for a kiss and cuddle while we eat, each gets five minutes before shifting, closely timed by Mel. I take my time finishing my meal to make sure I give them equal time. We clean up our tables and then it’s off to the shops.Having just had food on my mind I pull out my mobile phone while we walk and I. I let out another quite moan as I ran my fingers over my wet crotch."Okay what's going on?" Clearly Diane knew something was up, I had expected the question but even so she caught me off guard, I simply blushed, mumbled something incoherent and tugged at my top. It was as if I was sobering up and the daring had been knocked out of me."I think maybe it's time we go to bed, we're both pretty drunk and we've got an early start tomorrow". I agreed and excused myself to the bathroom, what was wrong. Becky’s repeated kisses to my lips didn’t hurt, either, her luscious mouth tasting rather sweet to my tongue as it tangled with hers. I could even taste Mom’s juices on her lips, not surprisingly, indicated that she had gone down on our mother at least once and very recently at that. I winked at Becky as she mouthed, “delicious,” and confirmed my thoughts by pointing to Mom.Speaking of which, Mom was in the middle of getting her ashes hauled by Dr. Anton Goldman and Aidan Cooke in a double.