.." Just what?" She asked in a husky whisper. Later, I realized she may have been egging me on."Just really hot." I said in my own husky whisper. Mum ...ighed a little and said, "I've seen you peeking on me when Im in the bath... And when I get out.She was tracing a finger over the head of my cock. I could barely believe it. "If you promise not to tell anyone," mum said, suddenly very sternly, like her tone changed completely for a second."I promise." Promise?" Promise."She leaned in for a kiss. You want my cum don't you?" And right before he was getting ready to cum, I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth and then he would start to moan. Sometimes grabbing the back of my head and holding it down on his cock as his warm cum spewed into my mouth. I would squeeze on the base of his cock with my lips in a pulling motion. He loved that. I would be jacking off and usually came right as I would taste his cum in my mouth. I could tell that she was starting to get excited again. I said,. . She was a slut who lived to be controlled. She had freedom at times, to go to work and the market. She was allowed to see family and do her daily chores. But most of the time he kept her caged. This was her comfort zone. The cage was in the middle of the living room and was large enough for her to lay on her side and curl up and she could get on her hands and knees. He had a wooden top for the cage with a skirt that disguised it to look like a coffee table. Usually he just kept her. What I meant when I said we were a lot alike was that we both enjoy the outdoors; like hunting, fishing, and camping. But the real similarity is that she can be as sarcastic and as big a smart ass as me.Abby can be so sweet to someone that butter wouldn't melt in her mouth and then turn around and cut them down if they deserve it. I do the same thing although I don't bother with the sweetness part. As I said we go good together."Why haven't you talked to your parents in three years?" Abby's.