"Please... sir." "Not just yet," he said, pulling his sticky fingers from her. Amy groaned her dismay at being left unsatisfied. But her protests were...left unanswered as he got up from the table, He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the foot of the stairs. "Now get upstairs and put on the rest of this outfit. We have to get going. I want to get back here before it gets too late." "Yes Sir," she said reluctantly. She went upstairs and got dressed and returned a few minutes later. "I'm. . I can think of nothing else that I want more!"What the hell did that mean?I'm not sure why, but I was getting angry. "Pinch your nipples mom." I have never talked to her this way before! Treated her this way. Never seen her touch herself so commonly either.It felt good!Her hands immediately came up and cupped each of her 'B' cup breasts, each thumb and forefinger squeezing her dark brown nipples.Mom's eyes never left my face - while I now looked up at her abused nibs.This was a new woman -. ..What happened last night?I try to go over everything I can remember. I went to the strip club with some friends. Had a couple of private dances, one from my sister, which ended up really weird. A sister that I hadn't seen in almost a year, after she stormed out of our very religious parent's house. We then came back to Geo's place, where I rode with Dixie and Amber. They convinced me to have a few drinks, and smoke some weed... Then everything gets really fuzzy. I vaguely recall some dancing,. Without voicing a reply, She had managed to let the cock slip in and she hornily backed all the way up his length and groaned, a deep groan full of longing and lust. The Bull turned and smiled at the sissy husband and just stood there as his new slut did all the humping, sliding back and forth along its length slowly. Sissy felt humiliated - powerless. It was hard to feel like a man when his woman was getting fucked properly for a change. This was too slow for the bull though (as he was in.