Like all boys I had heard stories of the mystical g-spot. Mum took my hand and helped me touch it. Next time I will teach you how I want you to eat my...pussy but for now I need you to fuck me, Implored my mother breathlessly. I was ready to go. I rolled on top of my mother into the good old fashioned missionary position. I thrust my hard cock into her silk lined furnace. Mum moaned slightly and wrapped her legs around me. She dug her fingernails into my back and dragged them upwards. This. “I don’t know what I would have done if it hadn’t been for you, Chris. Thank you,” she said with a slight smile crossing her face. Reaching over the booth table and taking my hand into hers, she once again mouthed the words, “Thank you.”I was lost for a minute in those deep blue eyes of hers and my mind went back some 18 years ago when another beautiful young girl had entrapped me with those big blue eyes and she was even 9 months pregnant at the time. And here is the product of that. She bought several cuffs, collars, ropes, chains, clamps, gags, dildos, vibrators, whips, paddles, and canes that she took with her. In addition she purchased several pieces of bondage furniture and cages that she was going to have delivered to the lake house. She knew that the large empty attic that had served as a play room for her when she was a little girl would make the perfect dungeon.Two days later everything was ready. She pulled out her phone and an uncharacteristic feeling of. ‘Your beauty brings the lust out in me.’ I said lasciviously. I watched the crimson flush climb from her luscious breasts to the top of her head. I smiled at the thought of her embarrassment and said, ‘Well, we better get going sexy before I toss you down right here, rip your dress off and make mad and passionate love to you!’ She put her hands on her hips in her best wonder woman pose and said severely, ‘Now look here young man, I may be your date tonight but, I’m still your mother. And don’t.