Knelt between your open legs I slowly lift my top and slide it off throwing it to the floor leaving me in matching white underwear and stocking, I tak... the red ribbons out of my hair letting it fall to my shoulders, I shake my head and lean down to kiss your stomach, you moan out as my lips meet your hot flesh. I sit back up and look into your eyes as your hands raise to meet my breasts, I can feel the heat from your hands through the lace, your face is beaming a wicked grim as I take your. You are just using me as you slut for your sexual gratification. You have no love for me and now I believe that you can never, ever fall in love with me just because I am your mother and I am older to you. You want someone young and good-looking, not me. I loved you so much.I was deeply in love with you. And you give me this in return. I feel so insecure now. I have always been cheated in life. First it was Jack, who gave me so much love and left me. Then it was Matt, who gave me dreams just. I couldn’t help but feel ashamed. The rest of the exam passed by in a blur. In the end, she cleared me and gave me a shot and a stamp of some kind on my wrist.Hearing me confess my sins to the clinician inflamed Matthew anew. He offered no affection, only a hard cock, rough use, and his cold shoulder. I promised myself I would put my foot down and demand that we talk. Maybe therapy. Inevitably, I bent to Matthew’s control until finally one Friday night late in September, he bent me until we. But her crying went on too long, so after a while he pushed her legs apart, got a grip on the clothespeg clipped to her clitoris, and tugged on it repeatedly until she got the message and quietened down."The second time, I squeezed your tits, Laura," he said now. "Do you remember?"She noded dumbly."In fact, you asked to be squeeze your tits. You put my hand on your boobs. And then when you pretended like you didn't want it, you rubbed my cock as you made fun of me. Do you remember.