Upon fitting a breast into the first cup, a cold, wet sticky mass adhered to my nipple. Then the smell hit me. Don’t tell me, Race had cum once, bef...re assaulting my mouth this morning! Was that why he had lasted longer than usual? I dried off both cups, as best I could, with tissues. I was determined not to wear what my son had decided for me. I went downstairs wearing a man’s shirt and a sweater and an older pair of dress slacks. Fortunately, Race hadn’t raided my supply of control top. So I turned my attention to the affections I was receiving from the fantasy guy! Talking to him made me feel alive again. It had renewed my sense of rebel and adventure and, after some planning we actually met in person. Wed decided to get a Hotel room, Id bought a bottle of vodka and drove to his house to pick him up. I was so nervous Id never done anything like this before it was exciting and it made my stomach twist. It was strange but at that moment&hellip, I thought of my husband, I knew. I had unknowingly made my own daughter pregnant and she gave birth to my Danny ... my son?I held her tight and lifted her face to me. It was wet with her tears and I began to kiss them away.I looked into her eyes and softly said, "Oh, my Debby, my love, my beauty, I love you ... more than anything, I could never hate you. I couldn't be happier knowing that Danny is my son.Now things made sense. Why she didn't want anything from Dennis, why she tested Danny and why she called Danny our son this. I will not tolerate such defiance.? With that, I felt the cane again smash into my erect cock. First 4 blows, 2 on each side, then 2 on the quickly shrinking head. Oh my God, that was agony. I was thankful that I was wearing my suit as the pants offered some protection, but not nearly enough. My cock was now flaccid, but Mistress continued with 4 more blows on my cock and balls. I couldn’t even scream as my head was pulled up so that my mouth was gagged by my Mistress’s pussy. ? Now let me feel.