She finally broke the kiss, grinned, slapped my face lightly as I fell on my knees and said, “I think you’ll be the first one I like. Come, you ma... be naked but I’m still dressed, so be a good slave and help me undress.” I was completely confused. Most women and all the men who bought me used me primarily to humiliate me and for cock-and-ball torture, or just fucking me in the ass and making me drink their piss and stuff. I had never yet had an occasion when an owner acted as though I was a. She did it slowly, maybe she knew that I would had cum, if she had sucked faster. She’s an experienced woman, she knows how to do it ;) Then the door rang and Helene went to the door to open it. My nervousity increased. Then Karl appeared. He was friendly, but he seemed to be a little bit shy. He was 57 years old, as I found out later. Karl was a very short person with grey hair. He was a little bit stocky, but not “fat”. And he was a little bit feminine. But he was not a “fag” or something. And both of us, mother and son have shared a shower in the past during our taboo & forbidden encounters over the previous years, and that was mind blowing.So now for the twist in this true story of mine, I am now going to write the rest of this true account, from my mothers point of view, to try to explain to you in steamy detail what she was thinking, how she got me. and how I got her, and how she fucked me again and how I fucked her.Now that perhaps you understand where this story is leading. So, for this year's winner," Jack Harmon paused for a minute to add to the suspense of the moment. He looked out and noticed that Tiffany was almost drooling over the prospect of her winning again."TK Lawrence and 'Letters to Alexander'!" Harm was beaming with pride.Scott escorted TK to Harm as her tears fell from her eyes. She had never intended to make this type of impact. TK let go of Scott long enough to accept a loving embrace from Harm.All those present came up to offer their.