Holstering the gun, she secured it and sauntered toward the elevator. A slight scratching on the back of her neck warned her of another danger. Spinni...g around a man threw a round-house kick at her. She caught his leg. With three quick kicks, she bashed his balls, reducing him to a curled-up blubbering mess on the floor. He tried to get up, but the pain flared at every movement.“Please,” he said, “don’t cut them off.” He heard the ding of the elevator, glanced up in time to see the doors slide. I gave you a drug that will aid you in my goals. Itwill leave you open to suggestions."She guided him to the edge of the bed. Forced him to his knees. Spreadhis legs. Then bound his legs to the bed. Then she leaned him over thebed and lifted up his dress and lowered his panties. She put on somerubber gloves and lubed them. With her thumbs, she rubbed his sphinctermuscle. He was starting to relax. Then she probed his anus with herfingers. She felt him loosen up further. She then grabbed the. ” And with that my own mother had an orgasm right there in our kitchen with her son’s fingers and tongue buried deep inside her cunt.Helping her down, her legs wobbled, not to mention her breasts, as she held my hand tight before telling me she needed to sit. But instead of staying in the kitchen we wandered through to the lounge where she pulled off my shirt before sitting on it to save any embarrassing damp patches on the sofa. ‘Always resourceful’ I thought smiling.Lying down she then almost. "But I don't have any clothes." Open your drawers, Scotia," Alice said.Instead of my boxer shorts I was greeted by panties and bras and insteadof my socks I was greeted by hosiery.I looked in my wardrobe and noticed dresses and slips hanging where mysuits used to be and blouses and skirts where my shirts and trousersused to be.So I was bundled into the bathroom and told to shave off my body hairand eyebrows as leg shaving season had just begun. They would not letme out until I had done as I.