“But don’t you ever, ever, let another man in that little fuck hole of yours again. You use your hands, you mouth, your tits, your pussy, but that...asshole belongs to me. No one fucks you in the ass, and no one cums inside you. Two. Simple. Fucking. Rules.” She was on the floor, hand on her face where she was struck, nodding. “Do you like when I fuck you?” “Yes, sir....” She replied, a whisper. “Do you like how I make sure all your bills are paid? All your food bought? All your fancy. I was getting desperate. I decided I needed the loo and left you both chatting and laughing. On return I noticed how quite things had gone and upon entering the room I was faced with you and M engaged in a slow deep passionate kiss with M’s hand pressed hard on your boob squeezing it through the material of your dress and you with your hand right up Ms dress rubbing her pussy through her panties. I was paralysed, stood with my eyes wide, instant hard on wanting to dive straight in. However I. .Yes, I did and it was bloody fantastic! She turned out to be a complete whore. Eight times. I didn’t think I had it in me……….. She certainly had it in her!………Well, it’s your turn now or I win the bet………..OK. I’ll make sure I’m out by half eight tomorrow morning……………Good luck s*s!”Gently replacing the phone on the cradle, he tiptoed back to his mother’s room and slid into bed next to her. In her sleep, she turned and slid an arm over his body and sleepily spoke.“Am I a whore?”“Yes, Mum. . I look at Ms. James' bra, it said 38I. I said to myself: "I'll bang her if douchebag doesn't anymore."After i got done cleaning their pool. Her husband said to her:"Hey, you know my business trip is tomorrow. I'm going to be gone for 3 weeks, so try to lose some fucking weight so i can sleep with you again." After he left, I said to Ms.James: "You deserve better than his prick attitude." She said:"Yes, but he's the only man that was interested in me." I say to Ms.James: "Here's my number, call.