As our tongues played together, I worked my left hand up mom's dress then down her panties. I played with her clit for a while, getting her pussy wet....I shoved two fingers up mom's pussy and gave her a hard fingering. She moaned into my mouth and humped her pelvis back and forth. Nisreen was moaning and humping on her own.Nisreen was the first to come. She grunted and convulsed in orgasm. Moving her mouth out of rhythm along my cock. Then mom came, tightening her thighs around my hand as her. Once the pull sticks were activated, however, I would definitely not be able to bring my hands together until the locks released the ropes. I took off the wrist restraints and adjusted the ropes about three inches tighter. All was ready.“Time to light me up,” I said aloud as I reached into the bag for my vibrators. Both the anal plug and the dildo that I chose have electronic systems that can be controlled by a smartphone. I already had it programmed, so I switched the plug on, smeared a little. I gave them a breakdown of the afternoons events, and Eleanor offered to set up a fisting regime to train mother. She also said she would get Clara to help, the dominatrix that I had gone to to learn how to train mother! I said I thought was a great idea. I also told the of my impending date with the clients that evening, and of the fancy dress party as I spoke a dreadful thought occured to me I had nothing to wear. I looked at the clock and realised there would be no time for me to get to the. The only real thing about what was happening was thesmell, and the pain of her body being crushed and merged with. She closedher eyes as she laid on the floor, and prayed that she would wake upfromthe dream. The strobing and faded imprint of the skeleton facepaint andher Mom's evil face lingered under her eyelids, as his face melted withher own- the skeleton becoming one:She saw the images under her eyes. The ones that pulse when you bury yourthumb and index finger in. The faded images of light.