"Yes mother" replied Emily, concentrating hard to her mother's words, desperate to know why she was called Cumbucket. "We Cumbuckets come from a li...e of witches that have been renowned for our sexual prowess and promiscuity. It may be that the name itself is what makes us this adventurous, perhaps sparking some subconscious need or desire in ourselves that would not portray itself in a woman who did not live with a name like Cumbucket. It could also be that our mothers before us were highly. Then it filled me, that perverse satisfaction that came with her obvious fear. I was instantly as hard as re-bar, ready and rearing to prove to her that no fancy-smancy rich chick could order me around like some mindless sheep. When the initial shock wore off, she struggled like a wild thing. I trapped her body with mine and anchored her wrists above her head with my hands. Pressed close to her as I was, I took the opportunity to grind my re-bar against her and growled all the debauched and. It wasn't a shutout, but she pretty much handed him his head. He could only stand there sputtering when she told him how she planned to collect the payoff. He had had no choice but to agree. After all a bet was a bet.Lynn was discovering a great deal about his girlfriend. She loved him. That he knew. They had started dating six months ago when they had met at college mixer. They had been inseparable ever since. Still, he had been totally unprepared for the revelations she made when explaining. I looked back down and my eyes became transfixed upon the mound of Jet Black pubic hair with grey highlights, as I lovingly referred to them, as my tongue was now sliding slowly inside my Mothers vagina and I too explored her Utheral and Clitoris as I was guided around like a Blind person led by a Guide dog.It was a good while that I had my tongue in my Mothers vagina and I cannot deny that I enjoyed every damn second of it too and what made it even more memorable was that I knew my Mother had.