I had friends, family. I couldn't talk about it, but I could do something. It sucked, but I wasn't completely powerless." Alright. Let's go back to wh...re they are appalled by her behavior. How does that feel?" Pretty satisfying." Okay, now move on. Think about our life. How does that make you feel?"I smiled and reached for her."Fantastic."Karen pushed me away."Is our life that good because you've been able to punish her enough?"Okay, this was not fun. My thoughts tumbled out."It's, got nothing. ." I'm going to prove it to you. Right here. Right now." I let my grip relax, and the slightly bloody thistle fell to the floor. I looked into my mother's eyes. They were grayer than the blue I had always attributed to them. They were beautiful."Can you feel this?" I let myself relax and looked deep. My half hard cock jerked. I thought about her lips, how full they were. I thought of them trembling. I thought of her tongue glistening with slick spittle. "Mother can you feel your mouth come. "Is that good news?" he asked. "I think so, and I hope you do too," I replied. I had no idea how he would take seeing me dressed up in his ex-wife's clothes. It was taking his hospitality further than most guests would dare. I decided it would be too much to meet him at the house, in case he reacted badly and so it was best to confront him in public. I told him I would meet him at the station. I put on a gorgeous lilac blue sleeveless summer dress and a throw over my shoulders. I wore a pair of. I pulled my skirt to the side revealing my bald, clean shaven mound as I crawled up the bed between his legs, running my tongue and hands up his thighs and over his already hard cock, teasing him before I straddled his waist. He glared up at me in shock and pissed off because he was not in control in anyway whatsoever. I hovered over his face dangling the lace of the bustier over his mouth as his hands rubbed up and down my silky smooth thighs. “Untie it!” I demanded. He reached up with both.