You wana say goin to a movie with your cousin is a date?" She said "Just act the way you would with any other girl." I told her "It'll be hard for me ...o pretend you are not my cousin." She said, "well could you just hold my hand when we walk & put your arm around me in the theater, since we are seeing a scary movie i will need to be close to you anyway if i get scared." I told her i could do that for her.When we parked she didnt get out right away i ran around & opened the door for her. I held. Then she took some oil and applied some on both the stung zone and started rubbing the oil around my dick. This really felt good especially removing mu urge to scratch. Her strong hold of the soft fingers not only relieved me of pain but also aroused me a bit. This continued for a 4 days the swelling was slowly going away. During my some one or two women folks would surely be there. I mostly stayed nude on the roof. None of the girls were allowed there only the woman folks would come and talk. I had never thought of my mother being a prostitute till right then. Oh well, I thought, I went back into the room to see Mom laying on her bed, and the spend oozing out of her pussy, and got up on the bed, and started to clean her up, of all that cum, that her 'customer' had left, It had a tangy flavor to it I couldn't quite place, It wasn't unpleasant, just different. I ate her till she had two very strong orgasms, and then she asked me to stop. She allowed me to suckle her titties a bit, I. What was it? She looked and saw a leather whip with a round handle and many strings coming from it. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw this. She looked at his face, a little smile on his lips, which left as soon as she tried to return it. He had surprised her; this man in his dark suit, tie and white shirt was very surprising. “Take off your top” he said calmly and deliberately. What if she didn’t she thought to herself, what would he do? But she obeyed and slowly unbuttoned her blouse.