Several things sped through my mind in a numbing rush. I missed Jeff's father like crazy and was unbelievably horny, especially after seeing my son's ...uge prick. Images of of the two of them rushed through my head and became terribly confused as I stepped towards Jeff's bed. It was as if I was detached from my body, watching myself from across the room, and what I saw was both terrifying and absolutely thrilling."What's wrong, mom?" I heard Jeff ask"Oh, baby, I'm just so terribly lonely!", I. She looked up at him lovingly as he stood over her. He climbed on the bed, straddling her. Once again he began to lift her shirt, this time lifting it all the way over her well-endowed chest and over her head. Looking to her face for permission, he lifted her back, reaching underneath her to undo her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor on the side of the bed. Her smile grew wide as his mouth fell agape at the supple flesh now in front of him. A. I screamed weakly, mostly out of breath.He slammed his large fist into my solar plexus. The pain was so intense that I almost fainted, gasping for air. My body was almost convulsing; every passageway was blocked.My vision was bleary, but I saw him raise his fist again and I couldn’t move my head away in time.I woke up, came to really, naked, wrists and ankles duct-taped to the iron rails of a narrow bed. My vision was still blurry, my upper body throbbed where he’d slugged me. My headache was. He had me sat in it with my legs splayed over the arms and he went down on me. He can lick, that guy! He spent ages tonguing and fingering me before fucking me for a while. Then he had me lying across the chair while he fucked me from behind. We finished off with him sat in the chair and me straddling him. I couldn’t remember us ever fucking like that in the chair. It brought a big smile to his face when I told him that as we fucked. After that we sat on the settee and talked for a while. He.