She pushed her feet against Tyler harder and stroked his young cock faster, enjoying the look of ecstasy on his young face. Oh yes mommy, oh yes Tyler...moaned. His mind was focused on his feeling of his hardon, and his mothers toes and soles rubbing and stroking him he had only masturbated thinking of how it would be, and now that it was actually happening, he couldnt believe how good it really was it was the best feeling he could ever imagine. Oh Tyler, Oh Tyler his mother moaned, coming close. A little overly dramatic? Sure. But, I stand on it regardless.“What are you?”Speaking around the panties that were still in her mouth, she answered,”I am your property, Sir.”“Is it just part of you that is my property or is it all of you that is my property, pig?”“All of me is your property, Sir. You own everything that I am, no matter what it is, Sir.”“To do anything that I wish to do with it?”“Anything, Sir.”As my hand went down over her head and into the top of her dress and took one of. On the other hand, Lane's mother, Greta was not happy. "I'm too young to be a Grandmother ... they could have gotten married without that child," she complained. Greta rather forcibly suggested that we give our daughter Laine's maiden name. As the name would die out if we didn't. Laine thinking about her father's death thought it was a good idea and went along with it.I reluctantly agreed, so my daughter's surname was Merriweather.I adopted an attitude about my mother-in-law, agree and ignore.. After his time in the john, he joined her. He was erect on his way to bed, and she was watching. Well, turnabout was fair play; she could watch as much as she wanted if he got to watch her.Since his hands were cold, he confined himself to kisses. His hands had probably been cold in the car, too, but now they had lots of time. As they warmed up, he reached around to stroke her back. When she lay on her back, he kissed her breast. She spread her legs when his hand reached her mound. She was hot.