. I think I've got a better idea. If you agree to become my sex slave, then we'll keep the pictures within the family."Shit, did Tony's friends really...think I was a sexy MILF? I felt I should feel ashamed, but actually I was proud of the way I'd kept my body, and I knew I could give them at least as good a fuck as any of the girls of their own age."No! Michael! Please, you can't post them, but I can't be your sex slave either. I'm your mother. You came out of me. It's just not right, and i****t. Just as he was getting ready to let loose his spurts of male juice into her wet and suctioning mouth, he reached back and slid his hand under her nightie panties and pushed his finger into her pulsating brown hole. He could feel her mouth and throat tighten up on his plunging rod with the introduction of his long middle finger into her tight little anus.He could see the creamy cum and slimy saliva run back out of Heidi's fully stretched mouth matting his pubic hair into a soggy puddle in the. He continued to click away as I shouted and beat the driver's window until I began to feel foolish. I hadn't accomplished anything, but I felt better. I gave the door one last hard kick and turned to walk away.Shannon had come out of the drug store at some point and was watching my outburst from the sidewalk. I was still angry and not thinking clearly, so I made my way directly towards her. She jingled her keys as she hurried toward her car, trying to press the button to unlock the door before. ” I could see Jeanette give him a big wet kiss just before they sped off to the airport. I nervously entered my mother-in-law’s house, a fluffy little baby-doll, perched on 5-inch heels, feeling every bit like the little sissy I knew I was. I closed the door behind me, & stood alone in the mirrored foyer, awaiting the woman who will be my cruel, stern Mistress for the next two weeks: my mother-in-law! “Well! What have we here?” I spun around on my heel to see my mother-in-law enter the room. I.