Benson turned to Sam."Your son and I are knocking boots." Sam blurted out.At that very second, Marissa Benson fainted.Sam and Freddie looked at each o...her."See? I told you she wouldn't have a heart attack. She just fainted." Sam said calmly."That was not gentle-like, Sam." Freddie said as he bent down to check on his mother.Sam shrugged.When Marissa regained consciousness moments later she saw Freddie and Sam looking down at her."Mom. Are you alright?" Freddie asked."Yeah, are you alright,. After that mistress ordered to paint big cock on my stomach ,from between my legs to my big nipples. And make sure that cock I painted squirt a lot . maybe on my body or even on my mouth . it was so shameful . I was toy at mistress hand and I really needed and accepted. It was the time for my little cock to be part of my humiliation training . so mistress ordered to make my head of cock black and not even any other color on it. I was part of the journey that mistress ride it . it was my. I got boner by watching her removing her top. Immediately she covered her body with the pillow.Nancy: The game is on fire. It’s pretty interesting. I like it.Me: But you be careful. You already lost your top. You going to lose your game and going to lose your clothes.Nancy: Same to you honey. Be careful you going to lose the game.Me: Ok let’s see.We started distributing cards for the next round. This time I lost the round. I just stood and removed my pants. I left with my underwear. My mom was. My pulse was racing, the butterflies prominent in my stomach and my cock was like solid steel pressing against my jeans, I couldn’t believe this was finally happening. My phone pinged, I checked the message and it said she was ready, I left the phone in the car as I didn’t want any interruptions, this may only happen once so I wasn’t going to let anything get in the way.I exited my car, the adrenaline surging through my body, and opened the front door turning immediately right.