"I think it's time to go hun. My husband will be home soon" she sighed. "Well can I see you again" I asked disappointedly. She looked at me and said, ...I don't think so. I want to see you again. I wasn't lying. I wish I could make you my son so we could fuck every day. You make me feel young and get me so horny. But it's too difficult." I didn't respond and just started to get dressed in silence. She looked at me with sad eyes as my obvious disappoint must have shown on my face. She grabbed my. But I am now! Maybe I should move the webcam to the bathroom, I teased.You would! LOLJust kidding. See you in a bit.Heather arrived a few minutes later with some lettuce wraps. I had told her to get me whatever she was getting, forgetting that my daughter eats much healthier than I do. She looked so sexy in a tight tank top, very short lycra shorts and running shoes without socks. If she dressed that way at a public gym, nobody would be able to concentrate on their workout, I thought. I ate my. I then went searching for my neighbor, I stepped inside the bedroom, and she was underneath the blankets, with her black night gown, her bra, and panties carefully placed on the side of the bed (I guess, she was nude below the sheets). She asked me in a sexy voice “What took you so long”. I thought to myself should be back in my place in 15 min. max otherwise it would cause some suspicion. I gathered some courage and started pulling the blanket, and I was right she was nude. Those beautiful. God, how often have I dreamt that she pulls me by my hair for some small fault. It's the sheer unfairness, you know, that turns me on. That and the feeling that my daughter is now my mistress, the lover of my Master."Dad was silent, and then he said, "That is hot!"I decided to make my move. I loved Dad, and if Mom wanted me to treat her harshly, I would. She said she loved it, didn't she, being subordinated by her own offspring? Being treated roughly and harshly in front of her husband, my.