"Just from being nude?" She really didn't get it. My innocent Ma. "Hell no, Ma," "I'd have a hard-on from looking at you all the time!" "Really? How ...lattering. Do you have one now?" "Uh, yeah. Big-time." I felt tides of lust wash through my body, starting to push away the guilt. Ma slowly took off the apron, exposing the bare little crease at the juncture of her legs. Her nipples were Very hard as little rocks, I could see her hard clit. She walked slowly toward me. "Show me," she breathed.. His breath deepened. Turning him around and pushing him onto the bed, I grabbed a condom and covered him and straddled him and felt his heavenly penis breech my labia and slowly sink in. I combed my fingers through his short hair, messing up his perfect styling, and then brought his lips to mine. I used every device I could, rippling my inner muscles, dazzling his tongue with mine, riding his cock from top to bottom. When he needed more, I pushed him onto his back and rode him, letting him. Now here it was Friday night and no word from Caitlyn. I called Susan to check in with her and she had indeed left town that morning and was now in Texas a few hundred miles away. I put it out of my mind and went to bed. I had to go help out a friend Saturday morning and it was mid afternoon before we got through. I still had not heard from Caitlyn. I decided to go over to Susan’s and check up on her. When I pulled into the driveway, I noticed that Caitlyn’s car was there. I wondered if maybe. It was indeed modest. In one corner was a wooden pillory devicewith holes for the head and arms. It evoked memories of childhood stories wherethe Puritans were publicly punished for such transgressions as falling asleepin church. A metal bar about four feet wide hung from the ceiling and I assumedcorrectly that my wrists would soon be attached to it with leather cuffs. Ona bench lie a limited number of devices which I knew where either crops, catof nines and others for restraining purposes..