I figured that the time was near, so I asked, "Do you want to go to the bedroom, or do you want to fuck here on the sofa?" Let's go to the bedroom. I ...now where it is. Follow me." I grabbed up our clothes and did just that. We wound up in what I assumed was the master bedroom, since it had a double bed and a bathroom through a connecting door. For the moment, we didn't need the bathroom, so we made a bee-line for the big bed.V plopped down on the bed, which was already turned down and had a. “And you look fantastic in this black saree.” Oh my God, now he was checking me out.“Especially, in that sleeveless blouse.” The mention of the word blouse sent a shiver through my spine. I saw his eyes focussed on my bosom. Is my son thinking about me as a sex object? Of course, he will, now that he had received a handjob surely will be wanting more from me.“Thank you beta since when did you start complimenting on my dress?”“Mom you are the most well-dressed woman I have ever seen, even my. The rest of my spanking was a blur of stinging pain and jittery feelings up and down my legs and spine. When Sofia had finished, she caressed my bum until my breathing returned to a more normal pace. I realized that the sensations I had got from the punishment were very similar to an orgasm. I had been reading about piercing and endorphin rushes and realized that was what I must have experienced. Dallena’s fingers started between my legs and I naturally moved my legs apart for her. ‘Oh no, no. "Yeah. I'm leaving the tuning fork here. I have one just like it at myapartment. After I'm gone, count to sixty and bang itagainst...anything, I don't care. Then put it to your head. I'm gonnado the same thing, and with any luck, something weird will happen, butmaybe it'll shut you up." I put the tuning fork on the countertop, andwalked through the door. Surprisingly, the front door of the apartmentwas not the exit to reality I'd hoped it would be. I looked around, Iwas outside in the.