But he knew that this wasn’t likely. He knew what she was asking, and she knew what it would mean, if he obeyed. He’d be hers. Her little bitch, h...r cum-eater. Whatever she was going to call him from that point on. He would submit to her totally. This was a huge ask.Samantha was wondering the same. Would she push him too far? Would eating his own cum be his breaking point? Would he drop the strawberries on her and stop it all?She kind of regretted that she had moved this fast. They had known. One day when her mom had just left for work Mia was in the kitchen getting breakfast in her robe. The new hubby named Nick came up behind her and put his arms around her and opened her robe and began feeling her tits. He whispered in her ear "Your tits are so firm and even better than your mom's." Then he began rubbing her nipples as he pressed his hard cock against the back of her. He let her robe fall to the ground and pulled her panties down and as he ravaged her tits he put a hand between. Something in my head clicked as I walked to where my bag with my work clothes was. I removed an item and slipped it into my hand. "Mom you better sit down if you want to hear this but I'm warning you that it'll be difficult." She sat on the couch and I saw the worry on her face and I considered again what I was about to do but I couldn't stop myself for some reason. Sitting down next to her I couldn't even look her way as I placed the mask I'd been wearing earlier on the couch between us. "Oh. My skirt was so short; it was difficult not to exposemy thong panties while sitting on the back seat. Stopping at varioustraffic lights as we worked our way through the city, I noticed thecountless motorists staring into the cab as I took in the sights of thecity, lit up and looking so old and impressive. The odd smile to youngguys in their attempts to make small cars look sporty with big exhaustsand loud paint jobs must have made their nights, the flick of my hairand an obvious giggle seemed.