Still no word from Michael, so Lorna pressed on, "Are you a naughty boy, Michael?" Yes Lorna, I am," Michael heard himself replying, but he was shocke... that he had actually said it."I thought so; I do not have a birch rod, but I have a cane or a tawse, you can feel whichever you want," said Lorna.Michael was back to stunned silence again, so Lorna continued talking, "I suggest you cancel tonight at your guest house and spend the night in my bed, after your beating." Oh yes Lorna," Michael. His mother was standing before him breathing heavily. Her robe had fallen off her left shoulder, and as she stood there looking at him through half closed eyes, she showed off a good portion of her creamy white tit to him.At that moment John thought his mother looked like the sexist woman alive. The sheer unadulterated lust she embodied was unbelievable."No... please don't stop John." Janice said huskily. Her head was spinning. The feel of her son's warm fingers, only fueled her desire to get. "A squirter," Lupe murmured softly, even as she kept stroking my clit. "Oh God," I repeated, as I put my hand on her shoulders to hold myself up, my legs feeling like jelly as all my energy was usurped from me by her masterful touch. "You look so cute when you cum," she complimented. "Thanks," I whimpered, barely able to do anything but try to breathe. Lupe looked down and smiled, "You created a pretty big puddle." "Sorry," I whispered, embarrassed by the puddle that was between my legs. . The jewelry wasdazzling and very ultra feminine. The earrings were beginning to hurt hisears a little but he really didn't care about that anymore."Do you like darling?" Oh God, yes, it's incredible, I look just like a sexy woman, I neverbelieved I could, I thought I'd look silly." Nonsense darling, you're gorgeous and I know some homosexual men thatwould go gaga over you sweetie." There was that homosexual referenceagain he thought. But truly he was dressed like a woman now, and all madeup.