It turned out that he had a hot date with his mom once he got back home, this being nothing but a warm up for the main event later with his dad acting...as referee. Mom put up a decent struggle before I broke her will to resist. I must have put a dozen little devils on her tits, nipples and pussy lips before she started to cry. I butt fucked her with the biggest toy she owned, left it deep inside her anus and did some fisting of her worn out cunt. It was then that she started to nod her. So I began spending more and more of my evenings and weekends at home. It was easily three weeks before Mom brought up the promised recital. I hadn't forgotten it, I just didn't know how to bring it up. Reacting on gut instinct, I decided it would be better if Mom first broached the topic. On a quiet Wednesday evening, after she finished a book and Dad wasn't keen on talking since he was in the middle of his own who-dun-it, I did just that."So, when are you going to start practicing for the. I said you look like a sophisticated whore, and now I will treat you like one for lying to me!!" I shove two fingers up Wendy's cunt as I spoke. Her eyes opened wide and she can not prevent a groan escaping her lips. " I'm going to fuck you like a whore." Continuing to finger her pussy, I look at her and smirked, " You will never be the same again. You will always want my cock after you enjoy a really good fucking." " John, pleeeeeeeease don't do this to me! Please don't make me have sex,". Terry struggled out of his shoes and pants and stood before his mother. He felt more naked and helpless than he had ever felt in his life. He felt as if he were on display. He felt the morning sunlight warming his skin, making his prick-head tingle slightly.He shivered when his luscious mother walked closer to him and lifted his tank-top over his head.He trembled from head to toe when she ran her warm silken hands over his hard chest and stomach. The feeling of her hands on his naked flesh was.