This is my story about one night about 10 years ago I did something with my Dad I have never thought of doing again or before that I made love to him....It happened on night when I was home from college for a few days. My dad had set up the guest room for me across from his room.The second night there I was feeling really horny and I had a few toys I had brought with me. I really didn't think much about locking the door because my dad always knocked as far as I could remember and he was out with. . but we didn’t want anyone or anything to hear us, disclosing our presence. Crossing tunnels became more frequent for parts of this stretch, including several tunnels that clearly seemed to go uphill more steeply than the one on our path. Phyl just hurried by them as fast as her tired feet could manage.About an hour later she picked up her feet and actually ran, all ass and elbows, past another side passage to our right that seemed to open up into a larger cave or chamber. Her eyes were wide. “Nothing,” I yelled back. “Just something Mom said.”“About what?” he asked.“Nothing,” Mom yelled back. “It was about nothing.”She broke out in hysterics again and I joined in. The television became noticeably louder. Mom was doubled over and so was I. She was wearing a shirt, completely unbuttoned, over a t-shirt and a pair of old jeans — a common outfit for knocking around the house in the evening. In the midst of my mirth, I noticed that Mom wasn’t wearing a bra, couldn’t be, not the way her. When he'd bottomed out he commanded, "Suck hard and lap with your tongue, you cock-sucking twat!"He had picked up a quirt and reached down and striped her ass as she gamely sucked and lapped while trying not to choke. The feeling of absolute power drove Bill quickly to the edge and his balls erupted sending a geyser of jizz through his cock and deep into her throat. Bill kept cumming and cumming and striped her ass all the while. He swayed with a fantastic feeling of power and sexual release..