Her wine glass was empty again, and the dishes hadn't moved. I tucked her in with a blanket and put a glass of water out for her. My hope was she woul...n't need to get up for anything, and risk interrupting Kelly and I.When I got back to the bedroom, Kelly was already lying face down on the massage table. She had d****d the towel over her back, from her neck to the tops of her thighs. Her long, brown hair was d****d over one shoulder, and other than the towel, she was completely exposed and. Pratusha admonished Hemanth ” Why do you act like a child? Let him first fuck. Sandhya is not going anywhere. You will get your turn. Satish, put on a condom, it is in my bag” she told him.Hemanth shrugged and came on the other side of sofa and smiled at me” All Mothers are same. Hubbies get last priority. Sandy darling, you have to suck me until my son vacates your cunt” he said and pushed his cock.I smiled at him” With pleasure uncle” I said and as I took it in mouth, Satish parted my cunt. As soon as I was stiff enough for her pleasure she straddled me and slid my cock into her pussy. She asked George “are we ok honey?” His response was a quick “yep”. With that Kelly got up on her balls of her feet with her hands on my chest and commenced to pound my cock deep and hard into her pussy for all she was worth. She was going at it for a few minutes then George said “wait a second, car.....I don’t think they can see anything.” Kelly hunched down on me and we kissed while the care drove. ‘Slaves don’t wear panties… in fact they were never worn until the nineteenth century… so don’t wear them again’The shocked woman looked up at her son. She was going to say something… but it was only a game… a role play for the night. Tomorrow both would be full of guilt and remorse and probably too embarrassed to face each other…but... ‘Yes Dominus’ she raised the hem of her nightie to just below her crotch. The time to stop the role play was now. Smile at her son and say enough… get to bed….