Of course, the GLC, ILEA and school caning were abolished by the meddling Thatcher government. Anyway lass, there’s a reason why I’m showing you t...is cane.” “I thought there might be, Mr Buckhouse.” “Yes, you’re a good lodger in some ways, young Jones. But the smashed window and the dope smoking are major disappointments. I thought a taste of the cane might be in order? You seemed to be interested in the topic when we talked earlier in the week.” “Well, I could pay for the window, but not just. I don't know what I was thinking, what kind of mother offers herself to her son like that. I want you to know how much I love you son, and I don't want anything to come between us."Clayton was jolted back to the reality of the situation. He had convinced himself that it was a fantasy and now reality hit him square in the face. "Holy shit," he said excitedly, "I fucked you mom. I've wanted to fuck you for years and yesterday you bent over this table and I fucked you." Yes Clayton," she replied,. I was at home watching tv on the couch in my favorite Ranma 1/2 T-shirt, and blue jeans. What I didn't notice until mom came home early was that I also had a pair of her nylons on. I quickly reached for a blanket to cover up but it was too late.Being a little upset and disapointed was to put things mildly. She went up to the attic and brought down a large trunk full of female clothes. Before I knew what was happening, I was in a corset, a dress that nearly reached my feet, 2 inch heel shoes. “If you want my piss, you’re going to have to give me something in return. I seriously want your face in my pussy. I want your tongue in my tight little fuck hole. And I want you to suck off my clit.” There is nothing professional in the way she says that.I step to her and drop to my knees. If my wife was taking care of me in the bedroom, I wouldn’t have even considered doing this. But, as things stand, I almost have no choice. I am essentially doing this for her when you think about it. I.