But later after few seconds don’t know what happen to her.She said “Don’t judge me but I like my ass hole being licked, sniffed & even inserting...tongue.”I smiled and told her “There is nothing to be ashamed of & I totally understand how you must be feeling.”Later on dad came home from his walk that evening & our topic of conversation hit an dead end. But I was very happy that my mom could speak about sexual desires & fantasies to me. It was a first step towards success of having physical. Ididn't suck him, just cleaned him off and he finally stood and grabbed myhand to get me up right."I can't walk." I laughed at him."Not a problem." He picked me up with almost no effort, laid me down on mybed and laid beside me.He turned and looked at me. "I want you to straddle my face and I want toeat my cum out of your pussy."I was reluctant to move, but then he looked at me and said "please."I crawled to him, pulled my leg over his head, and then his hands guidedme to where I needed to be.. During those nine hours you will do ANYTHING I ask, or you won't cum then either. Is that clear?" She didn't wait for an answer, she started to explain a new set of rules. I had to earn 100 points by 9:00 that night if I was to be allowed to cum. Points would be earned for doing things she directed and could be lost for 'inappropriate' behavior or responses. As she dried us both off, she informed me that if I refused to do anything she thought of, the game was over and there would be no orgasm,. I got bolder with her panties, too. Based on my trips to the hamper I could tell her purple cotton briefs were her favorites, as well as mine. One day I pulled them out of the washing machine during the cycle and stretched out the material on the crotch and ripped a couple threads on the seam. Sure enough, a couple days later the purple panties showed up in the hamper, stretched and with a nearly dime size hole. But she still wore them! A few days later I went through her panty drawer when she.