"Beautiful," she murmured huskily. "It's very beautiful, Jay."Her hands moved up and down his thighs, caressing his flesh. She hooked her fingers into...the waist band of his shorts, and slowly dragged them down. Jay lifted his ass slightly as his mother pulled his shorts to his knees.Shellie again gazed upon his cock, watching his young balls. They looked very full, loaded and hot. She moved her hand up his leg once more, and stroked the tips of her fingers over his balls. Jay gasped and looked. I quickly closed my eyes and said;Me: Khala what are you doing put some clothes on!Khala: hmmmm I know you want to fuck me as much as I want to ride your cockMe: ahhhh Khala this is awkward.Khala then sat down next me on her bed. Once again I thought to myself that Khala’s have naked and wants my D. I open my eyes and pushed Khala onto her bed as I began to kiss her on the lips and rub her wet pussy. I made my way down to her navel and started kissing it as my hands were on her 36 size. In this book, the mommy had taken charge of her rapes. She controlled her son more than he controlled her. He had to follow her strict schedule, but he could rape her however he liked, as long as he told her in great detail all the ways she was a mommy cunt slave.I awoke to my alarm. I had set it very early. I had to prepare myself. I promised, today would not like the previous day. I reached over to stifle the singing alarm. A worse alarm erupted in my head. I couldn’t move my arm. I looked. "But this is a school for refined ladies... ladies of culture and breeding... ladies that bring grace and style to all that they do. And you have shown little of either, my dear."Ms. Putnam was right, Beverly did have trouble fitting into the rigid rules of conduct that was expected of the students at this finishing school. She hated wearing the stuffy, unflattering school uniform, she hated all the rules of behavior and manners, and most of all she hated that there weren't any boys within a.