A quick aside about my mother. I've always found her objectively attractive, and like many guys she was one of my first sexual fantasies. Whenever she...would visit me at school, my friends and roommates would make endless jokes to me about how badly they wanted to bang my mom. But not even in my most depraved fantasies could I have imagined the view that greeted me as I carefully crept to her bedroom window and peeked inside.Mom, entirely naked, was on all fours getting pounded from behind by. No creatures seemed to even live in this frightful place.But somewhere from deep in the dead forest, came a sound. An inhuman cry of anguish. It echoed in the starry sky filling the air with the gurgling pain of something. The sound did indeed come from a human. A man infact. Yes a man by the name of Louku lay in pain on the snowy earth. He was chained to a tree by shackles at his wrists and ankles. His hair was dark brown and dirty from his days in captivity. He looked strong and handsome, but. That door to her very submissive side was now standing wide open.Stacey took a towel that had been left on the nightstand and wiped her face. She had a feeling of embarrassment & deep shame. Her recent orgasm experiences were absolutely incredible, yet they came at an equally high cost. As a result, the floodgates opened, and Stacey Putnam began to cry, and then sob.I had figured at some point, this would happen. Commonly known as “reactance” according to the info I had dug up on the BDSM. I then went down between her legs and held them up, spreading her meaty pussy open. Michael got down there with me as we spread her pussy open and explored her pussy. I smiled at Michael and said "our secret... ok?". Michael nodded and said ok... and with that I started to lick her pussy. We had been friends for awhile, but we've never had sex together... although we had talked about it many times... but it was exciting having my tongue finally exploring her inside.I looked at Michael and said.