She looked back at me and chuckled, “Is that a yes honey?” This is when hormones kicked in and I nodded yes to her. I could see her eyes grow to t...e size of saucers as the fantasy of fucking her son was just to much.I saw her slowly up to pull down my covers. I could smell the vanilla lotion that she had put on as she neared my face. Before I knew it I was lying there with my rock hard cock sticking up like a flag pole and my mom wide-eyed in amazement. Slowly she reached down and placed her. He spent all his time with the new business, telling her it would get better - but it just seemed to get worse.She'd probably seen him for 2 hours in the last 3 days, there had hardly been any badly contact let alone love making. She had to admit the money from Andy's new venture was great. She had all the clothes she wanted, expensive perfumes and a new sports car. She didn't need to work, in fact Andy didn't want her to but she would go mad at home all day.At work they joked about her being. ‘Please, can we go? I have to ask him for something really big this year.’ Melissa’s smile turned to a look of worry. Timmy was in kindergarten, and she knew almost every other child in his class had much more than they could ever need. It had been a struggle just to buy him enough clothes for school, and he still needed dress shoes for the Christmas Pageant. There was no way she could afford anything very costly. ‘Well, Timmy, sometimes Santa can’t give little boys everything they ask for.. The guy who had taken control became almost tender as he offered me adrink and I gratefully accepted, it was a cheap cola with a funnyaftertaste but anything was better than the taste I had in my mouth."Before I untie you, I think you need punishing for being such a dirtylittle slut," he said, he then stripped I thin branch from a tree andswished it. "How many do you think you deserve slut?" he said. I knewif I suggested too low an amount I would be in big trouble so I said,"12 Sir." 12 is a.