The room is warm. Mozart plays softly through the speakers. Your bare feet walk on thick, soft carpeting. You can tell from the acoustics that it is a...moderately large room. But it feels warm and comfortable.They lead you about 15 steps into the room, stop, release your hands and leave you standing. You wonder what will happen next, but you only have a few seconds before you feel hands starting to caress you.Soft, feminine hands on your face. Stronger, male hands on your legs. Someone unties. Their light creates an eerie yet warm glow.The Queen walks slowly into the circle and goes across to the throne. Laya is stunning; she’s a tall, athletic type, with long legs and slender thighs that are topped by a short animal-skin skirt. Her long dark hair is tied back in a tail. She is a buxom girl and her top barely contains her ample breasts. Either the cool night air or the anticipation of what might be to come has made her nipples hard and push up against the soft material of her. ..., can I cum inside of you?" I said to her as I rammed my cock into her faster and faster. My mom looked up at me, holding her tits up to her mouth she licked her nipples before answering. "Do you want to cum inside of me? Didn't you wanted a son of your own from me, or shall i say your brother?" I just nodded my head yes.My mother, my rupa did not answer me, she let me fuck her a while longer, making me hold onto my cum load. The pleasure was increasing, as I could feel my cum load building. He had a girlfriend and she hoped he would make another appointment soon after, but she hadn't heard from him since, outside of facebook that is. His last text he sent her that morning said he would be waiting on his couch for her naked, the massage table would be ready in the back room, the pouch of powder would be on the table, if she chose to do it first then that meant she would suck his cock, if she asked if he was ready for the massage, he would walk her to the room and he would no.