The idea of sitting through a three hour class with my ancient Civil Litigations professor was not high on my list. Still there was a reason I was the...e, and it wasnt to sleep with college boys, so off I went to class. I sat in my usual seat hoping my classmates had not noticed my swollen lips or the slight wet spot on the back of my skirt. The longer I waited the more annoyed I became. Our usually very prompt and very boring teacher was very late. As I sat there waiting I couldnt help but. Flat clamps were attached to her labial lips on both sides and Candy proceeded to load the clamps with weights distending Marie-Louise’s pussy-lips. I must have winced as Candy continued to add weights because Candy said, ‘Yes, Ron, it does hurt, but so does plucking your eyebrows!! Anyway, a model these days has to learn to take her pleasure through pain.’ There was that term again, pleasure through pain! Little did I know what was in store! Candy had arranged Marie-Louise to her. I grinned as I stepped out of Jenny’s room and right into my mother’s path.“Mom!” I gasped, stopping short of bumping into her. She was coming from downstairs, her bleached-blonde hair a tousled mess, her face still beautiful even stripped of her makeup, far more natural and mature. Her breasts strained her purple robe, only half-tied, her cleavage jiggling before me.My dick twitched.“What are you doing in Jenny’s room so late?” she asked, biting her lip.My stomach twisted. “She was having a. You just smile and say yeah as you reach toward the nightstand drawer. Pulling out a condom you hand it to me so I can put it on. I move down just enough to quickly slip it on. Biting my lip I look you in the eyes as I slowly lower myself on to you. My eyes flicker shut at the intense feeling of you entering me. It takes everything I have to hold back my gasp of pleasure. I look at you through hooded eyes and see the same look of need on your face. I keep going down until Im sitting on your lap.