”“Seriously!?” I replied, confused, turning my attention to the desk.I read the short document. Two pages, describing the kinds of things I woul... submit to, clearly crafted by a lawyer. Bondage, complete sexual availability for the next eighteen hours. Complete submission to any and all restraining devices and practices. Acquiescence to any and all sexual and related activities, at the contractors’ discretion, while restrained.I won’t lie: I was alarmed. I’d never even considered submitting to. ”“Bet you fucking did”, he said back as he got out of bed slipped a new pair of crisp undies on, this time ball hugging tight CKs, grey ones, showed off his sexy arse. But mind you so did he bending down and he put em on, giving me a cheeky wink, as he did it, I was in awe. And horny as fook. He stuck on his grey trackie bottoms , and put on a white Adidas t shirt, and his ever present cap, that I’d seen in so many of his pictures’ while I was tossing myself off on his bed. And I said goodbye. ” he said. Vasuda did as she was told. He brought his shaft close to her face. She saw his precum dripping off his penis. It was stinking and smelt a mixture of urine, stale sweat and onions. She felt a wave of nausea hit her. “Can you please clean it first?” She said.“You will clean it for me honey. Lick my shaft with your tongue and suck on it as if it were a Popsicle.” He said. Vasuda did as she was told. She could taste his precum…nasty and salty. He must never wash down here, Vasuda. "Strip," she commanded, without hesitation I got naked in front of my 68 year old mother in law, my breath catching in my throat as I lowered my boxers finally exposing myself to Carol's gaze. She walked up to me and putting her arms around my neck she kissed me deeply, her tongue working its way into my mouth, it was a weird sensation, feeling my 1/2 naked mother in law against my body, she worked her tongue into my mouth and I felt her right hand work its way down to my cock where she slowly.