.. She had expected some other people to be here changing. Her heart was pounding faster. What if this was all some mistake? What ifthis was a joke? S...e shouldn't be here. She didn't belong here. She'd neverbeen this involved in the fetish community. She just liked having sex withwomen, play acting and indulging in a little light bondage and role play. She'dnever been interested in joining a 'community'. "Mistress?" Eve said, a little more confidently. Mika breathed out slowly and forced. Do I need to, though?'Some of it depends on the guy, I guess. But, then, do Iwant some guy in my life all the time, inescapable, becausewe're both parents to a child of mine?'As she plugged all the cabling into the back of thecomputer she was swapping into the cluster, she tried toimagine being a mother, being tethered to her timeline by achild at the breast who was latched on in abject dependencefor eighteen years and never really letting go thereafter.The faceless guy, tethered to her by the. When he was behind her, my mother, like a professional porno-movie actress, was trying to move her body backwards, so her holes were better exposed. At the same time she was moaning, like a bitch in heat, as she was sucking my cock. The guy tuned the camera to my face and asked me if I like it. “A lot! I absolutely love it!” I answered smiling. “So, tell me what is this all about? Why is this blow-job so special?” he asked “Because the woman who sucks my cock is my own mother!” I answered him. By the time we reached the top of the ridge I was reeling with fatigue, with aching muscles I had not known existed.We tramped along the ridge line for an hour, until again we faced a hard pull up to another ridge.And so it went on until noon, when Pepe called a halt. I slumped to the ground, completely exhausted, while Pepe saw to the mule, and then started a fire. He handed me a goatskin full of water, which although welcome tasted of goat. He then passed me some cooked pasta in a bowl, which.