She looked up at me, the whites of her eyes wide, her face a picture of subjugation. “That I'm a dirty little whore, sir?” she said quizzically.Sm...ling, I nodded, “Go on.”“That I'm a worthless little slut who deserves to be humiliated and degraded like the piece of meat that she is.”“Well done, my little whore,” I laughed, “It seems like you have learned a lot.”“Thank you sir”I looked down at my naked slave, “Time for a reward, I think. You've been such an obedient little pet. Time, I think, to. There they'd be able to accept what Meiersdottir had assured them would be worldwide plaudits for completing their mission.There would of course be the small matter of explaining why the Ark's debarkation to New Eden had been so seemingly clandestine, notwithstanding its clear view through any Earth-based telescope. But that, they'd agreed, could be ascribed to a combination of security concerns—the small but vocal faction opposing the Edenites' coming had for the most part (Mallet excluded). "Mom, thank you for everything. I love you."I felt her wrapping her body around me. I felt my mom's nipples touching my nipples, my erection was touching her vagina. After a while, she let go and smiled."If you want, for a second, to put it inside, I would be happy with that." She smiled, walked and leaned back on the sofa. She opened up her legs for me to see her vagina in full view. It was the first pussy I saw face-to-face; so pink, so small, so cute like my Mom! I slowly walked towards her. He woke to her stirring around and saw her in the kitchen. She had a wet cloth and was giving herself a sponge bath over a warm pan of water on the stove. He watched as she ran the cloth under her arms beneath the dress, then wrung it out. She washed each arm and started on her legs. She was doing a simple task, but it as supremely erotic for him. Unaware of her audience, she raised her dress a little and slid her undergarments down before running the cloth between her legs. He could see.