The more your husband struggles, the more he hurts himself. I will give you thirty seconds to remove your clothes or I will remove them for you and y...u will not like it. I will release my hand from your throat, but no yelling and no trying to get away. Do you understand"? I nodded my head Yes and he got up off my throat but kept holding on to one of my arms to make sure I didn't get away. I removed my husband's boxers first and dropped them to the floor. He picked them up and went to gag my. Mom, you too can be a lucky bitch if you wants me eats your pussy.........( I laughed and smile).Yea right, you are my son........it only happen in the movies. Mom said.So, if I am not your son, you let me eats your pussy at this very minutes?Maybe..........., mom laugh .I look at my mom nighty........., she is wearing see through nighty. Mom wear nothing under her nighty.Mom, forget the fact I am your son. The bottom line is you never experiences your pussy being licks and eats.And you don't. Thomas became aware of the clock ticking. By five to five, without a single pause from the drone like voice of the lecturer, the sound was driving him insane.He dashed from the room as soon as he could and headed outside. It was still light out, the sun a long way from the horizon, but all the heat of the day was gone. It wasn't cold exactly, but Thomas was grateful for his long sleeves. Somehow he was not surprised in the slightest to find Sera dressed in shorts when he arrived, his open. "Melissa I have a suggestion, would you slip off that skirt."I was puzzled but did as I was asked."Now step into this one," It was black skirt but there was not much ofit and it was made of something very stretchy. She pulled it up andtucked in my blouse. It was very close fitting, you could not see myunderwear lines but it was tight and very short. It came to about aninch or two below the gusset of my panties. I checked the look in themirror. I was stunning and so very sexy, perhaps a bit.