We pull into the parking lot of my apartment. I exit the truck and quickly come open your door while you fidget with your purse.Once out of the truck ... surprise you, gracefully, I grab your wrists, standing you up, bending at the knees, I grab you around the waist, tossing you over my shoulder, with a firm smack on your ass, and we head for the bedroom. With your hands near my I head board I slide a set of flexcuffs on you allowing me my way with you. Your hands attached to the bed by the. " Hi, mom," she heard him call back.As she entered the kitchen she saw her son sitting at the table eating toast in nothing but his undershorts. Walking by him toward the coffee pot she tossled his hair and said, "Hi, sport. You OK this morning?" Yeah, sure, mom. " was all he said and he seemed a bit shy or embarrassed. That would be natural, she thought. After all, how many people her son's age had ever engaged in phone sex with their own mother?Norma got a cup of coffee and then went and sat. She started to gyrate her hips which he held, slowly moving her way down so that the tip of his dick was worked into her crack. He felt the heat being generated from his sister’s cunt and was hopeful that this would be the time he got to lose his virginity. It had been a long 17 years without knowing what it felt like to have a girl’s body impaled on his shaft. He thought it would never happen, and especially not with his sister, but was thrilled to know she was as animalistic about sexual. "Ah, Alima, come in and meet my friend Derek Pullman," said the Emir, "This is one of my wives, the Princess Alima and our children." Pleased to meet you, ma'am," said Derek, bowing."Hi," said Alima, "Call me Susan; all our English guests do." Do sit down, we are quite informal in here. Alima is English and I asked her to come in to show that I have not forgotten my English heritage and upbringing," commented the Emir.He kissed each of the children and bade them good-night. They were escorted.