I came down the stairs slowly, not quite sure what to expect. The whole episode of mom pulling my meat, then giving me the best blow job I'd ever had,...was unnerving. There just isn't a whole lot that can be said after your mother drinks your jizz."Mom ..." I started, as I walked into the kitchen, but she held up a hand to silence me."Let me talk first," she said evenly. She set a dish of bacon and eggs down on the table, and lowered herself into a chair across the corner from me."Bobby, you. I asked if we could just stop for a moment while I got used to it. Like the gentleman he was, he assured me he would go at my pace. We sat like that for what seemed like half an hour but was probably more like 2 minutes I felt myself now squeezing my own bum, lifting myself to up and down on him. Slow gentle rocking that were easier to tolerate than his deep thrusting. I felt much more relaxed this way and it didn't hurt as much. His cock was inside me, easily 7” and I could feel him throughout. I must have turned red and I nearly snorted the beer out my nose. Shit ... this woman was causing me all kinds of problems with my self control. She could have me scrambling without even trying."Uh ... that's Mom for you. She has a mission in life ... and I'm it," I managed."Yeah ... I thought so. Mom's are like that." She was still smiling and she looked like she was actually having fun making me squirm."That smile looks good on you," I offered as I began to feel a tiny bit more confident."I'm. ” Her pet was a good looking man who had just fallen for Mila. Prior to this friendship with Mila, he had had many girlfriends, but she had been different from the outset. Strong, sexually demanding and had a way, that left men hungry for more and craving to please her. The confidence that he had had with women had been replaced by a desperate need to keep Mila happy, to please her. This was Mila’s gift and power over men...Unlocking his chastity cage, she gently removed his cock and started.