Martin knewwhat consistent humiliations his mother had in store for him on theweekends.Kay never varied her punishments too much as Martin seemed to b...sufficiently cowed by what she had done to him and the sword she leftdangling over his head. Each weekend, Martin found himself awaking at 6A.M. and dressing in skirts or dresses. He put on his makeup and put onhis wig before he began cleaning the home from top to bottom. He didhis laundry, his mother's laundry and his brother's laundry. Martin. But she could take it, she made him happy. And that knowledge made Alicia feel very proud of herself.After a moment, Alicia started sliding up Alex's large pole, then back down again. She did this, slowly, several times, until she felt her ass loosen a little. Then she began to ride her son vigorously, bouncing on his shaft. Her large, perky tits bounced each time she slid back down, her ass making contact with his pubic bone."Mmm, what a sexy sight", Alex moaned and Alicia looked down at him.. In and out," she whispered. "Just like it should be." Slowly I realized her body had taken control of my rhythm. I was no longer fucking her. She was fucking me and I couldn't have stopped her if I'd wanted to! Her powerful undulations were controlling my movements. She was bringing me to orgasm.I had the feeling that something wasn't quite right, even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have pulled out. Her legs were strong and her movements felt too good. Instead, I gave in to her domination and. Powers ... Ms. Powers..." She ignored the voice and remained in contact with to his torso. "Marsha, are you okay?" Phillip whispered to her.She stood mere inches in front of him. The warmth in her cheeks wasn't from embarrassment. "I'm sorry, but the world seems to be turning to the left." Marsha suddenly wanted to be anywhere else but there."Please escort our guest, Marsha Powers, to Medical Bay Three." This voice was new. "It appears she is in some form of physical distress."Marsha pushed.