I’ve been wearing most of what I brought (admittedly not much) the entire time, often wishing for more layers. Now, I’m standing only in a trench ...oat, hoping that when I take the coat off to be restrained to the cross, I won’t be too cold to be naked. There are space heaters, but they don’t seem to be doing much.I have enough experience both with BDSM and with spirituality that I should be able to fight through the nervousness. I’m in a position of great strength. This is the room where I. I didn't want to spunk just yet. I had other plans. I knelt in front of her and began to lick those sweet juices of hers. She lay back in the chair and opened her legs wide and her juices were cuming thick and fast. I've now really got to like her taste. "Yeees my baby rub my clitty and I'll cum for you. Ooohhh yeeeaa, that's it. Keep rubbing it like that. I'm going to cum for you noooww. Drink me, swallow Mum's sweet juices. Ooohhh fuck, I can't stop cuming. I'm cummmming again. Ooohh fuck,. She must have worn it over her lipstick. "Untie me Rachel." I begged her softly. Her tongue touched mine as she slipped it in my open mouth. I made out with her tongue for a while, until she pulled away and gazed into my eyes. "Not tonight baby." she whispered. "Tonight you're all mine." She must have seen my worried expression, because she continued soothingly. "I'm not going to hurt you, I just want you under my control." Rachel climbed onto the bed on all fours, her hands on either side of. I took a couple steps into the room and Mom walked up to me. She reached down and took hold of the bottom of my night shirt and told me to raise my arms. Without even thinking, I did as she said and with one motion she pulled the shirt up over my head and off. I stood there, naked in front of the three of them, 56 and a 32A-21-32 figure. I was nervous but I felt a little tingle between my legs. Uncle Ron walked behind me and put his arms around me and his hands on my budding breasts. I could.