The baby had slept but the kid was playing with me and he wasn’t sleepy at all so he refused. He wasn’t ready to sleep.Maami was visibly disappoin...ed and I was angry and frustrated. I took maami to the kitchen and told her to give him some hot milk and he will sleep. She smiled and agreed. I went back and she came with the glass of hot milk.After some time, the kid said that he wanted to sleep. Maami was happy and told me to lay a mattress in their room only so I can also sleep in their room. I. Oh shit! Why did he ever start all this anyway? It was like he'd plunged that same knife right into his own mother.He nodded, his head lowered and the sobs beginning to tear out of his chest that felt like it had a cement weight on it. "I couldn't help it, Mom. She's no good. I think... she would with... anybody... any guy... any age... Oh God, Mom... don't look at me like that!" His arms grasped his bent knees to make a haven for his flaming face that was soaked with the tears that flowed out. She went inside just in her negligee without panties and bought to glass of lemonade ..She drank some of it and asked if I wanted some..I said yes.Then she asked me to kneel on the floor..She stood above me,took a big sip of the lemonade and then spit it back in my mouth..It was just the most erotic thing everThen she went inside again for some reasons and came back again with a piece of cloth. She then blindfolded me and asked me to sit on the sofa..She stood on the sofa and asked me to lick. ”Ian took a deep breath. “I...I’m a sissy cuck. My...master demanded that I offer you my wife for the night. To do whatever you want to her.” Ian found himself looking at his feet as he explained. Glossy, white high heels over his white stockings. He couldn’t bring himself to look his wife or his father in the eyes. Patrick grinned and stepped close to Wendy. She grimaced and looked away in shame, as the old man brazenly flipped her shirt up. Her large breasts fully bared to him. “Nice tits.”.