Johnny didn't want to hurt his mother's feelings by not hugging her; still he extracted himself quickly, so as to minimize the contact. He knew she ha... to be aware of his masculine arousal. He blushed bright red and mumbled, "Love ya too, ma!" before he broke the clutch, then sped up to his room. He wondered what his mom thought of his unexpected brush with her pubic area. She hadn't backed away or frowned or said anything disapproving, did that mean she liked it? Would she let him do it. “Come sit on my cock” I tell her in an oblivious tone and as she eagerly turns around and sits her shaved pussy on my throbbing brush we moan in unison.“You want me to do all the work ya old lazy fucker?” she moans as she let my cock slide out and back in to her pussy. I spank her ass teasingly which makes both of us giggle. I grab her hot ass firmly as she fastens her pace riding me. By now our juices are all over the place, covering most of our bodies and in a few tiny puddles on the air. My mistress sat on me facing my ass and started playing with my ass. She was a bulky woman so her weight was unbearable for me. While being in that position, she parted my ass cheeks and played with my asshole.She was rubbing the area around it, scratching it sensuously. I was enjoying all of this and all of a sudden she pushes something in my ass. It stung like someone just jammed a burnt cracker up my ass. I was petrified by her weight and was not able to move away.Although what she put in my. What if I begged her to reconsider, to let me back in my bedroom just for appearance?s sake? What if I promised that she need never do any work in the house again if she only would let me back in my room and not sleep with David. What if? ?I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Geraldine, I am not happy that you tried to resist my wishes about the bedroom.? You should know that I am the mistress of this house and that you are the servant.? You know that, don't you?" I stayed silent, desperately.