.this will be your bedroom, after we move in." But daddy--" Eldon said."No buts, son," he said, "It's time that you outgrew this. I agree withPriscill.... I don't ever want to hear about this again." Yes--yes sir," he said, fighting back tears.The wedding was lavish as it could be. Rose and Tiffany were both lovely intheir purple bridesmaid dresses; young Eldon, whose blonde hair was justbeginning to darken a bit, looked very handsome and very uncomfortable in hisblack tuxedo. The senior Eldon. I was highly aroused from seeing her, and the idea of fucking her was exciting. Then I thought damn she is my mother what the hell are you thinking about doing.She pulled the sheet down and took my cock in her hand. Her hand was uncommonly warm, using a finger she spread the drop of pre-cum around the head of my cock.I knew this wasn't right but here was a good looking woman my mother or not who was playing with my cock and driving me crazy and if she wanted to fuck why the hell not."You have a. As much as I hate it, I wasn't getting any better with her. I could tell she resented me for the pain I caused. I deserved all of it, of course. But I couldn't take the thought of keeping her caged in unhappiness when she deserved to be someone's one and only. To be someone's dearest love and not just my "second choice." After I succumbed to my foolish weaknesses, our relationship became obsolete. There was nothing to try and save, no matter how much we both wanted to make it all work out. I. With each lash, Stella cried out in pain."I'm sorry, Masta!" She screamed after the twentieth lashing. He dropped the whip and stood centimeters behind Stella. Leaning forward, he huffed into her ear."You sorry? Maybe you just need to remember whose slave you exactly is." He muttered. "I know ya little secret, my son told me you could read. I oughta put you out there in the field, but...I got something better in mind." With a hand pushing Stella's head into the mattress, the other unbuckled his.