Mom shivers, "I... I wanted to check up on you..." Her voice trails away as she didn’t know what to say. She just stares at Alex, uncertainty in her...eyes. She tries to think of something, but nothing comes to mind.Alex bangs the back of his head against the wall of the treehouse, looking slightly saddened. He turns on the lights so her has a clear view of his hard, veiny cock that he doesn't even try to hide."I've been up here almost threehours to get rid of this thing... I was so close..."Mom. For three years, I never had any feelings for her.But One night when I got up to go washroom, She was coming out of the washroom, in the panty and a short top. We were standing face to face for a second, She was embarrassed and she quickly ran away to her room. I came back to my room after using the washroom, But when I lay down to sleep all I could see was her standing in the panty, I jerked off thinking about her and those huge butts.Then from there on, I always thought about Screwing her. . knowing that she was a sexual submissive, and that she was almost certainly not wearing any panties under her dresses. And judging by the jiggle of her breasts, she wasn’t wearing a bra either.Finally after 10 days I was able to corner Tara.“What is going on here? ... We screwed each other’s ass off over a couple of days ... and now there is nothing between us” I asked her.She smiled back at me.Then she replied with “Did I ever say that we had an ongoing sexual relationship?”I thought back. After a half dozen blows to each cheek, he let me up and asked, “You gonna play nice now babe? Or do you want some more?”With tears streaming down my cheeks and sobbing, I muttered, “Yes Sir, I’ll do what you want.” I glanced through teary eyes at Chris who was sitting necking with Brian and saw her smile. It had been at my insistence that she tried being dominant and now she had given me far more kinkiness than I ever dreamed possible. She felt entitled to gloat a bit over the obvious regrets.