Kyle was also watching, embarrassed by the fact he enjoyed watching his mother have sex with anyone or anything. He had also masturbated repeatedly at...the pig show. Garry told Michelle to end it and a slap at Bernard was the command that had him dismount."Kyle, have your flooded your slut mother's belly yet" Kyle looked over at Garry as his face turned red from embarrassment."Yes, Master," he answered."Good. I see Bernard's doggy cum leaking from Michelle's ass and I want you to clean her up.. She then worked on fastening itto my head. "There we go," Helen said. "Your officially Sandra, and if I do say somyself your the best you've ever looked." Thank you," I replied."Now with the rest of your clothes," Helen said as she led me out of thechair and over to the clothes laying on the bed."First we'll get you into this dress," she said as she lifted it up overme.She began to slowly and carefully guide the dress down over my head.Once she had it passed she worked at pulling the fabric. "You're well in there lad," he said, winking at me, "Hazel likes 'em young and it looks like she's got her eye on you." I was shocked, the lady looked like everybody's idea of the perfect granny. She looked to be in her late sixties, around five and a half feet tall with greying blonde hair. "You mean she erm ... you know?" I said. The barman winked again. "Oh yes, our Hazel likes a nice young stud," he laughed, "but you'll need plenty of stamina to keep up with her. From what I've heard she's. Linda was her best friend and the person she would stay over with if it got too late. I drove to the motel later that evening and sure enough I saw her car parked in front of one of the rooms. I was so angry that I wanted to kick some doors in but I had no idea what room she was in. Just to be sure I called Linda that same night on the pretext of setting up a surprise party and she was at home and never mentioned anything about supposedly being out with my wife. I was waiting for Amy the next.