Fortunately, she was facing the other way and didn’t see my reaction. Nor the look of panic I made when she walked over to the window. “What a g...eat view you have!” She says as she lifts up the blind. “Hey look…there is my guest room!” I stand there and think, guest room! She did that in her guest room? Oh my! “Hm, I should move that mirror…I had no idea where to put it so I just set it there. Anyway, I am surprised you didn’t have mirrors on your ceiling…you know being a bachelor and. Piss bitch. I want this strap nice and wet for when I use it on you. Wet with you own piss."It took a little while and a couple of blows with the strap before I could get myself to flow although I had a full bladder. My piss ran into a large pool at the drain too "You can’t mean I have to....?" I asked."Of course. You need a good drink. Get your mouth in it and start." She followed the instruction with a stinging slap with the piss-wet strap. Again and again she hit me as I tried to suck and. I thought that the doze of the drug was not enough since I had got very little from what I could afford. I didn’t know what to do next. At first I tried to stop and pull my rod out, then suddenly my mother grabbed my hips and pulled me more inside of her. I was thrilled about her activity but at the same time was little taken aback. Then I pulled a sheet on my back which covered our naked body. Mother was breathing heavily and moaning. Her moaning was getting louder. Suddenly I heard my. I was hot, and sticky. It was almost light out when we stopped. I rolled over andjust looked up as the guys walked by me and threw money on me. Like Iwas a whore hired for this. They said they were my tips. I got closeto three hundred dollars. I stood up and went into the bathroom. Cleaned the cum off myface and tits. I still couldn’t believe this had happened. I put myshirt on, and tied it in the front, right between my breasts to keepit on. I was so covered in sweat that it might as.