I think you'll enjoy it.'Replaying the words over in her head, she couldn't tell if she was feeling excitement or anxiety.'Maybe a little of both,' sh... decided to herself, as she wondered what the day had in store for her.Her eyes glanced towards the clock and she cursed as she realized ten minutes had passed.It was only the start of the day and now she was already behind schedule.She climbed out of bed and rushed towards the kitchen before starting breakfast.As she waited for it to cook, she. . cum for ya mom!"Feeling cum flowing into my balls I groaned loudly. "Aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . mom . . . I'm cummin! . . . I'm cummin! . . . mom! . . . ya making me cum!"My body convulsed as mom's wanking and her vocal encouragement brought me off, my legs clenched repeatedly against mom's thighs making a slapping sound ring around the bathroom as they did. My back arched and I gasped for breath as mom continued to stroke my cock as cum shot out of me towards mom's. I explained that I had been a couple of times at a local car park well known for swinging. She wanted the full details. How many women were there? How many men? How many times the women were fucked? How were they fucked? How many men were wanking off? Thankfully the pub was quiet and our conversation was discreet! I told her everything I remembered. It was clear that Julie was more than interested in this. She was excited by the thought of having sexual encounters with random strangers. We. I jerked up. She laughed "I see I've got your attention. Keep onlicking those boots."What had been a sensual sort of pain as she had used her hand turned intoplain old pain as she paddled by ass, upper, inner and outer thighs withthe slipper. I started crying and begged her to stop, she just laughedand told me to keep quiet. She pushed one hand between our bodies and herlegs shifted slightly as she spread them allowing her hand access betweenher legs."Mmmmmmm, you see my sissy boy, this is why.