I soon began to fear that Dragos would learn of my slowly impending release and arrange some sort of a new roadblock.None too soon, and without any ap...logies from the great State of Arizona, and a small but suitable check to cover my earnings while an involuntary employee of the State, I hopped the first Greyhound bus heading towards Del Rio.Even with the instructions I had, it still took me a couple of days to find Cousin Leon, but he was indeed just the man I needed. He acknowledged that my. My hips repeatedly slap against her peachy arse. The rutting sounds echo off the bathroom walls. A lascivious counterpoint to her mistress’s smoking prattle.“You need Mistress’s permission to touch your clit?” I ask, relentlessly impaling her squelching folds with my thick girlcock. Using her to shape my orgasm.She nods, agreeing. But her aroma of needy arousal is now tinged with the erotic miasma of wanton duplicity.“A good girl should spank her clit for me.”No hesitation, her fingers slap her. I had told myself that the next time I could, that I would fuck her. That night was my first opportunity since I had turned fifteen and made myself that promise.I shook Mom and all she did was moan. She was flat on her back so I started to pull her tight blouse up over her breasts exposing them to my gaze. I got one arm out of her sleeve and then the other. Finally I got it over her face and tossed it across the room. Mom had nice tits. I had seen them before but they were still nice. I played. Maddy bit her lip, blushing as she smiled in ecstasy.Dwight dipped the rag and raised it to Maddy's wrist, squeezing it against her forearm. Maddy's head rolled back with a whimper as piercing cold droplets shot down the length of her arm into her tender, dry armpit, making her whole body tremble while Dwight wiped the rag, wetting her whole arm. He repeated with her other arm, leaving nothing dry but her head, shoulders and back.Maddy's heart was pounding as the wet cloth settled on the back.