I got out dried off, dressed and went to the kitchen. I was a little sheepish, not wanting to look mom in the eye. I ate as fast as I could and tried ...o get out the door. Mom yelled to me to stop. I stopped. She came up and told me to give her a kiss just like she did every day before I left. She didn't seem phased that she saw her 13 year old son naked with a hardon. She just seemed to be regular mom. Maybe she didn't even see it, I hoped. I took off for school, feeling a little better about. . Yes ... YESSSS!”It was nice, but it was not nearly enough to get me off. There was only the tight band of muscle running along a narrow band of my cock, at the speed I choose, as I fucked in and out of her tight ass.A half hour of warming her bottom, now a half hour to her first climax. I chose not to be done yet.I eased my pace and adjusted the ‘scissors’ position slightly, so she would not get stiff. Now that she knew what could be coming she was re-energized. It took another twenty minutes. She sat on the bed and rolled the first stocking up and started putting in on her right leg. She unrolled it slowly up the entire length of her leg. She did the same with the second one. The whole time I was thinking I cant wait to fuck her later with those stockings still in place. Nothing turns me on more then sexy lingerie and stockings. She knew it as she was teasing me right now. Like an animal scoping out their prey, she was scoping me out and hopefully she was going to go in for the kill. That silky mouth was connected to an equally impressive body. But that body and mouth needed to get cleaned up. It was wonderful waking to a blowjob. And looking to the other side of me where I had another girl still in a rope bra and nipple clamps. I honestly do not know how she managed to sleep that night. Her tits were almost purple and her nipples looked so angry that a feather would start a fire if brushed across them. I had already determined that Amanda was to be my bondage slut, at.