... I stood in the back while resting on my cane along with a few others that didn’t have either a ticket or the desire to sit for the two hours nee...ed on steel folding chairs. I easily located my student who broke ranks and gathered her three friends to sit with her and the Larkins, three of her immediate family, plus an older woman who had to be my student’s paternal Grandmother.The other reason I held back was in case something happened. Three sets of eyes, one hostile, followed every move I. Mum kissed me on the lips and in the same sexy, husky voice said, “I want to feel your cock inside me, now.” I didn’t say a word; I brought my hands up to her shoulders and gently pushed my mum over on to her back on the bed beside me. I sat up and turned towards her. Mum’s head was tilted to one side looking at me; I knew that she wanted me to take control. I positioned myself between my mums parted legs and gazed down at the stunning, sexy woman that lay before me. My hard-on. Light beads of sweat coated her forehead. Not for the heat outside, more so from the anxiousness of being ‘home’ again. He heard her behind him and he slowly turned as she entered the room. His eyes misted up as he looked at the woman he loved, and then without warning he had left her. He mentioned something about how much he missed her, and wished reconciliation was possible. For a fleeting moment he saw a glimmer of the love she once had for him in her eyes, but in the next, it was gone. It. Gemma continued to protest in words, but her movements were becoming so restricted that wriggling was futile.Once inside, Sammy moved her hands to Gemma’s breasts, pulling and twisting the nipples. Still Blondie had not used the prod. The internal debate continued. She was not sadistic by nature, but she had a strong sense of justice. Despite Gemma’s cries and tears, only Blondie knew that these torments were nothing compared to the cattle prod. ?Hold her tight,? said the waitress. Sammy bit.