His arms lifted the much shorter woman into his grasp and he buried his face in her neck, inhaling deeply. "You are my mother!" He gasped, feeling her...arms grip his shoulders as she wept unashamedly.Malaika beat his shoulders gently. "Put me down Spartan!" She spoke."Stop it mother!" The young woman spoke from behind her, tears in her eyes... "You have prayed for this day for centuries. Now it is here! Enjoy it."Malaika held Danny's face in her hands, her tears streaking her dark cheeks. She. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. After he put the glass down in front of me, he put his hands on my shoulders. As he rubbed my shoulders, he asked, "This is nice. Is it silk?" I just said, "mmmm, hmmmm." Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me tighter into his cock as he started to make sexual rhythm. I said, "What are you doing? Are you drunk?" He didn't answer and reached one hand up to my chest and started squeezing my titty and his other hand started. She strode into the room wearing her dildo-bikini, carrying a bullwhip in her hand and a black throw-net draped over her right shoulder and arm. "I have brought a couple of toys just to make things harder for you and a little easier for me, dear. I am the matador, and you are the bull, I mean cow."When I shrank back against the wall, pleading with her to spare me, she carefully gauged the distance, wrapped her whip end about my ankle with a painful snap and dragged me out into the open. Before. Alice assured my parents that she would do just fine, she was a christian girl who went to a private school and would make sure I was well watched over. My parents agreed, About 2 hours later I was up in my room and I heard the doorbell ring and and ran to the edge of the stairs and when my parents opened the door in walked Trish, She was 20 years old, tall, light blonde hair, and was wearing a pink sweater it looked like her grandma made for her and a blue skirt that went down to her knees and.