My mom used to enjoy drinking and often drank when my father was not there. I usually made the drink for my mother and gave it to her. That day, I dec...ded to make a really strong one so that she will be at ease and will enjoy when her pussy gets banged.My plan worked well. My mom then went to sleep on the bed. She was feeling aroused that she was touching her pussy and playing with herself. I knew that my mother had become horny and wanted a fat, thick cock to fill her hole at that. I get behind Dee to start the festivities. She's still busy in Tanya's slot, but I can tell she's aware of me, feeling nervous about Mr. Big. I smile to myself - she'd be even more nervous if she knew what I was really going to do. I put my hands on her hips and place the tip at the opening of her cunt, feeling her tense up a bit at the touch. Then I slip it inside, just the head for now, letting her get used to the feel. Dee makes a little noise but doesn't try to move as I slowly push the. “I mean this. If I tell you, and you tell anyone else, I’ll never speak to you again. Do you understand?”“Yes,” he said.“Promise me,” she insisted.“We have a bond of trust that must never be broken,” he said. “I promise with all my heart never to betray that trust.”“That was beautiful,” she sighed.“The secret?” he prompted.“I’ve had ... um ... impure thoughts about you in the past, too.”There it was. It was out there, unchained, loose in the world, able to wreak havoc.“Really?”“Not quite as. The kitchen and the laundry were in the basements and I had a room on the third floor of one of the houses. The first floor of all three houses had been redecorated and they were all connected. There were parties held there every night."At first, I just helped clean the parlors, did laundry, and a bit of the cooking. After a couple of weeks, I was started serving drinks and hors d'oeuvres in the parlors in the evening also. For serving duties, I was given some very fancy clothing, but it was.