By this time, I had pretty much concluded the manicure, and was massaging Mrs. Huggins’ arms. As I rubbed the lotion into the first arm, she closed ...er eyes and relaxed with a sigh. I worked the lotion into her hand and wrist, then worked my way up her arm toward her elbow. She turned her hand over and wrapped her fingers and thumb around one of my arms gently. I finished the first arm and moved my stool around to the other side of the treatment chair and began working on Mrs. Huggins’ other. “Welcome to our room Nadia. Not our bedroom, not our bathroom, not our kitchen, not our playroom or painroom or fuckroom. Just…our room. Do you like it?”Nadia was speechless. For the first time now she could see clearly what the room held. Benches with all sorts of possibilities; straps, buckles and screws, a set of stocks, a couple of poles with dildos on the end attached to some sort of metal contraption. On the walls there were rows of whips, belts, chains, cuffs and the like and many things. Millie breaks away from the hug, and helps me push the luggage cart towards the exit. She seems to be in a bubbly mood, talking about how great it is to see me again, how I look so grown up, and how excited her and my dad are that I will be spending my summer with them.I smile and nod, inputting the occasional comment where it seems appropriate, and think that this was hardly my decision, but that my mom had grown tired of her 18 year old son deciding to spend his last summer before college. .after half a dozen strong licks he pushed his finger firmly into her cunt, not slowing, just firmly up to the third knuckle before starting a steady a steady rhythm. He could hear her breathing getting deeper and her hips were bucking up to his thrusts. Smiling to himself he changed the position of his hand and forced a second finger deep inside her with one hard thrust. He heard her cry out but then the cry turned to the ecstasy of orgasm as her cunt gripped his fingers and he felt her juice.