If that involved sex with a woman, it caused her pleasure. If that involved sex with a man, it caused her pleasure. This time, it was a man. She had n... doubt that there were triggers that made her seduce a woman, but it felt good not to think about her triggers until they were activated. It meant she was obeying. She felt his hands on her breasts as she continued to bob her head up and down on his cock, but the actual pleasure of a man fondling her nipples paled into insignificance next to the. I had expected her to stay strong for the kids sake as well. “I’m staying for dinner honey,” I said with a phony smile, “You don’t think I’m going to miss pizza do you?” “Is mommy coming down?” asked Marsha. “Yes she is guys, she’s just getting cleaned up a little then she’ll be down to have dinner with us. So, who got an, “A” today?” I asked. Both of my smart young ladies held their hand up. “Wow, good job,” I said. “Okay, who got two, “A’s” today.” This time only Marsha raised her hand.. ..” The pleasure was like a lightshow around me, my nerves firing like a thousand firecrackers.“No will...”I came, my eyes flying open and a ragged gasp escaping my lips. Pulling back, I sprayed cum across my mother’s flat, tan stomach, my seed hot and sticky and marking her as mine.She gasped as it did, eyelids fluttering as another wave washed over her. Her full, round tits shook, her body writhing as strand after strand shot from my spasming cock and coated her skin.“Yes, Master...” she. .the other guy was a tall man thin with a runners build very nicely dressed and about mid thirty's and very black, not that I cared but our smallville town didn't see many guys like him. I got my coffee order and went over to there table and said hello as to be polite, Cheryl was obviously a bit nervousas she was flushed and ucomfortable she introduced us and I was surprised that she told them I was her ex husband.I asked about her parents ans she told me they were both now in a nursing home as.