”“What if I want to make them do other things?” Tucker asked nervously as he tagged along behind his mother.“You really need to refer to me as...Ma’am when speaking with me. It sets a very bad example,” Karen chided her son. She was looking over some ropes and leather whips. “What sort of things?” she asked.Tucker didn’t want to admit he wanted them to do sexual things. He felt that was a line he shouldn’t cross. He’d already came inside his Aunt, though. He asked the question, and he couldn’t. I held him firmly, even when his backed off and licked her incessantly, that long tongue touched everything, her anus puckered as it soaked up his saliva, his cock searching, probing, wanting to posses her, all the time she was getting there, timing herself, then suddenly she turned to face me, looking back, 'Guide him in', this was it, I was willing her to say it, and he instinctively mounted her again, his cock rigid and straight at her opening, he bucked, but I held firm, and then he slid. With her hands now bound it was time for her to ride the spit taking the spit into his hands Gene positioned the sharp point into her pussy and began to push it in slowly until he could feel the tip rest on her cervix, Wait! Jessica said, Gene stopped pushing the spit, I need you to do something for me when your done with my meat! Jessica added, What? Gene asked still holding the spit. I want my bones buried in the ground, all of them, can you promise to do that for me? Jessica asked, Sure. I just will let pan out and see what happens Saturday was here and they where home we all had supper and talked I notice she had a tight pair of jeans and her ass was amazing and her tits her so perky and her hair so perfect and that smile I almost came there.I got the k**s to bed and we all sat around and drank some wine and talked I had to be very careful on the wife not seeing me look at her much.the wife ask me if I was going to church I said no I have a ton of work to do since you are.