I don't know if I'd have the strength to actually approach her and say, "From now on I'm going to fuck your ass any time I want or else dad will get a...copy of the DVD." Think about it. Can any one of you reading this story walk right up to your own mother and flat out blackmail her on the spot? Can you live with the disappointment in her eyes once the words have left your mouth? Would she still love you after it's all said and done? To be honest, lust was winning the battle but I still had. “How does it look?” I was sitting on the bed, my laptop before me. The cable worked. The image showed our entire bed and me in my white merry widow lingerie trimmed with pink fuzz and matching, white fishnets attached to the merry widow's garters. The merry widow's corset lifted up my breasts and gave me a nice, expansive cleavage that jiggled with every breath. The corset was so low cut I threatened to pop out if I stood up to quickly. My brown hair had a tousled, just fuck look about it and I. "It's just outside the door," Sandra said."Let me go," Richard repeated. "Stay with Emily."Richard went outside. Part of him was a little frightened, but part of him wished those guys would show up right there.What, so you can get stabbed? Or worse?With a deep breath, he dialed the emergency code.The police arrived soon after Richard called. He let them into the dorm entryway, and then led them to the couch where Emily sat. One of the officers asked for some light, so Richard turned on one of. Moving behind the woman I bent her forward, removed her cunt-clamps, and slid my length into her tight pussy. As she stroked the giant pink vibrator in and out of your body I moved my hard shiny cock in and out of her cunt. Twisting your head round, the erotic scene, combined with the double assault on your cunt and arse and your fingers on your clit, brought you to a strong climax which shook the trestle so that it skipped a few inches across the floor. The woman had slowed her attentions to.