It was all covered in the same paste mix. It smelt good."Sorry about the mess," Mrs. Campbell excused herself, "I love baking but I get it all over my...elf." Ron nodded, playing with his thumbs. Suddenly the beeping alarm on the oven sounded. Mrs. Campbell's eyes lit up as she turned to the oven, bending over to open it up. Ron's eyes were drawn to the bottom of her miniskirt as is slowly hiked up the tops of her legs."Mmmm!" moaned Mrs. Campbell. Ron could just about see the curves of her ass. "Yes...I remember, strange that they are still around huh, I would have thought they had gone out of business already for their horrible irritating products" I replied with a mouth full of pancake. My mother giggled and suddenly the towel covering her body fell off. She was exposed right infront of me, I saw everything. She actually had very hard nipples, it was the first time I saw her naked body after my mission to manifest my incestuous fantasies. It was thrilling. Her breasts were massive. “I wanted to show you how the auto-pilot works on this big plane,” she told me then turned to bend over her seat back with her dress tail up over her naked ass.I got the message real quick and dropped my jeans. I kicked her feet wider and eased my cock into her slick pussy. Jillian was hot to fuck, just like she’s been since the first day we met. With me pounding her ass and her humping back to take all of me, we didn’t take long to knock this first piece of air-born ass off.“Now, you go back. “Yes?”“What if the rope on my clit makes me cum and I can’t control it?”“There’s no punishment on Sunday, Ruby. Women are allowed their pleasure through the pain in these contraptions.”“Thank goodness.” “That’s why only grown adults attend church. The children are sent to a Sunday school of sorts, divided by sex and taught mild roles as they grow.”“What!? Sex roles?”“No, of course not, Ruby. Don’t be ridiculous. The boys are taught about being a man, about taking charge and using their.