"Those down too, " ordered Gina as her cunt twitched at the sight of the huge bulge in her son's underpants.Ryan was torn between fearing the beating ...nd longing for the beating as he manoeuvered his underpants over his rigid penis and down to his ankles and Gina almost came in her knickers."Bend over," was the next and inevitable instruction and Ryan turned his back on his mother and bent and gripped his ankles. Gina tightened her grip on the belt as she looked at her son's seventeen-year-old. Hadn't seen any customers, and this place only needed one employee, most days. Alone or not, screw it...let everyone see me dry-humping this cute piece of ass. "We're alone enough...here, feel this." I took her hand and rubbed it over my pants-bulge. "You know you want this in that pussy of yours. Let's go in the back and get busy."Before she could reply, someone answered for her, startling me. "What is going ON, here?" I must admit, I jumped a little in panic. Guess we weren't by ourselves,. “Jim… have you lost your mind?” She sighed and folded her arms. “I was afraid of this, of hurting you.”“But those things you said...” I started.Leah leaned into me again, caressing my face. “Jim, don’t be like that. It’s part of the game. I didn’t mean those things, I thought you knew that.”“Seemed like you meant it...” I sulked, but her words were making me feel better. Maybe I wasjust being an idiot.“Jim… just stop, okay? It gets you hot. You love d it when I said those things. You were so. He was standing there in a different suit, but just as handsome. "You look absolutely beautiful," he said.I blushed again. He took my arm as we left the house. He opened the car door for me, then got in and drove for about half-an-hour to a very nice restaurant. He pulled up and came around quickly to open my door, once again taking my arm as we walked inside. He spoke to the host. We were then seated at a very nice private table in the corner. We talked through dinner about anything and.