I swear sometimes that he’s gay.” she added, her excitement causing her to talk quickly. “He helped with my makeup too, and then helped me get d...essed. He was telling me all kinds of things to get me excited, like what position did I think we’d first do it in? And did I want to suck your cock and would I try 69 with you, and would I swallow your cum? Stuff like that. He even told me how good it felt when you fucked him.” As she recalled her sexual conversations, her hand trailed down her front,. She was covered in her master's love juice and smiling . Even though Joan hadnt been a sexslave for long her pussy got extremely wet watching the taboo spectacle. "hi whore " Arthur said casually , can Mom & i come in ? As Arthur led Sonia by her leash into the living room. He couldnt help noticing his friend Max smiling & then he said you couldnt help it could you Artie, your mom is a mess. Let's go to the dungeon she can freshen up there .Chapter 3 As they entered the basement dungeon ,. “Same as we just did.”“I, I haven’t been with anyone since your father died. I was weak. OK?” Turning to her daughter, she continued, “You were asking a lot of questions and I thought a demonstration would be better than a lecture. Then things got out of hand”“That’s OK Trina, I know exactly where you’re coming from. I allowed one of our conversation to go too far, and you saw the results. Looking back, it may not have been the wisest thing I’ve done, but it sure felt good at the time. Candy. Serendipity. Not this time. There was no "chance" involved in what she had done. She could have waited for me to lift her ankle, and could have left her legs together while I lifted it. She could have pulled her skirt down, or tucked it between her legs.Instead, she raised a leg and spread it away from the other one, becoming an exhibitionist, of sorts.Having just jacked off, I wasn't enslaved instantly. I looked at her face, which was definitely blushing again. Her eyes glittered. It was plain.