Or rather, we live in.’ Hands helped me sit up, and I found myself in bed, under soft blankets I had never met. ‘Where are my blankets?’ I looke... at him in a panic, which was shortly followed by anger. Who had told him to take my blankets? Those blankets were not his to take! He had no right to smear his fingers all over my sheets and impress his life upon them! They were mine. They were all I had left. ‘They’re in the laundry…’ He glanced at my bedroom door and back at me, ‘these are my. I was already dressed and then she came in and asked "are you doing ok?" I answered yea. She walked in and by this time I had another boner because all she had on was her bra, short short pajama shorts, and a red thong which you could see through her pajamas. She sat down right next to me and asked "how are you doing really?" I answered really horny. I didn't think about what I just said and she wasn't shocked but I know why she wasn't because my 8"dick was poking out of the sheets.She was. “On your knees whore.” He instructed. “Hands behind your head, mouth open.” Like the slave slut she is, she instantly obeyed.Without further conversation, he opened his jeans, pulls out his rock hard dick and forced all 7 inches all the way into her throat. Master has always said that she has a mouth like a hoover and true to form, she needed no prep before taking his forceful assault. He fucked himself into her mouth as hard as he would her pussy or ass. Her nose slamming against his pelvis. I was disappointed.Me: Come on, mom, weren’t we supposed to be open? I even jerked off in front of you. You can at least tell me the last time you did it!She looked a bit puzzled and wasn’t sure to tell me or not. I then spoke out.Me: You know what? Let’s break this here, and now, you can tell me the last time you did it, or you can finger yourself right here right now. I will give you company right by you.She was surprised and didn’t know how to respond. I took control, made her sit on the.