"No! No, don't cry, mom. It was- you were- amazing!" But I had sex with my son!" she agonised. "Mothers aren't supposed to do that!" Perhaps," I began...slowly, "mothers shouldn't. But lovers are. And they do what we did. Can't you see it? I love you, mom. No matter what. And I always will."She sniffled, wiping at her face herself. "I love you too, honey. But what I did ... I am so sorry, I shouldn't have used you like that. It was so wrong of me, so wrong..."Her voice broke. Tears of sympathy,. " "Do you understand?" Sally's response "Yes Sir, I understand!" I say "Today, Sally we are going to go to 100!" "Because as far as I'm concerned, this is an extreme offense!" "Do you agree?" Sally responds with "Yes Sir, I agree." I continue with "I'm not going to be using my hand." I put my bag back on the table and reach in and pull out a large wood paddle with holes in it. I say "this is what you will get 100 strokes with!" (one of her dislikes) I thought she was going to start crying. After teenager Jenny also received an orgasm from a tongue lashing by Granny Angie, the old bag was led by the ladies to the bathroom where Granny Angie was told to open her mouth & then Jenny followed Betty both urinated all over face & down her throat. This is the perfect ending thought Spike , the europeans love this shit , he'd make a mint. He'd almost forgot to cum himself he smirked , his mom had been sucking his prick for a long time? Her mouth must be tired he smiled. Spike dumped a. I gasped and moaned as waves of pleasure exploded from my pussy and traveled all the way through my body, even while I watched the back of the girl, a camera in one hand, carrying my future out of the classroom.Tears trickled over my cheeks, even as the last convulsions from the climax shook my body. "What," I croaked, feeling elated and devastated at the same time, "what’s going to happen now?"Cordelia climbed down from my desk and crouched down next to me. "Nothing much," she told me with a.