And then the damn dog licked my thigh with his big mastiff tongue."Caesar no," I said. "Stupid mutt," I muttered. I was in no mood for this.He licked ...urther up my thigh, following the trail of cum. His tongue sent shivers up my body. His tongue was so big it didn't even tickle as it worked up the inside of my leg.I was helplessly tied to the table. My wrists were tied with ropes going to the legs on the opposite side of the table and I was leaning over the other end with my butt hanging over. I was replying to him and his teen son.Mami then came with the glass of water and bent to give me. I was mesmerized with the view of my mami’s cleavage. I drank the water and started talking to all the three.Then mami said to my mama, “Let’s have lunch and finish packing your bags”.“Why packing? Where are you going, mama?”, I asked.“Going to the USA for a month for some urgent work and your cousin is going to his uncle’s place”.“Mama, I came here to stay with you people and you both are going. “As long as I think necessary.”Her redness deepened in spots within the ovals I had made on her buttocks. “You’re bruising me, I think,” she said, which was probably accurate. I then saw something that gave me a cue as to what to do next. Her hindquarters were up and I could clearly see her cunt. She was very wet and glistening down there. As I spanked, more creamy stuff started to appear there.“You depraved lady, you're getting turned on by this, aren’t you?”“I can’t help it; it always happens. T. Bennett.”“Okay. You don't have to tell me if your don't want too.”“That's it. My parents named me J. T.”“Could I just call you J. T.”“Most people do,” he said. “I like it better than Wilbur.”“So,” I said. “Maybe I'll see you around.”“Or,” he said. “You could come with me.”“Could I?” I asked. “What would Deanna think?”“Deanna will probably have Tommie take her home and not think about either of us the rest of the weekend,” he said.“Where would we go?” I asked. “If I come with you?”“Where do.