After a brief period of silence, Martin asked his mother, "What do youwant me to wear?" Follow me," she replied with a smile as she lead him up the st...irs.Martin warily followed his mother to his room. He watched her walktowards his closet door and open it. He peered inside towards thecorner where his mother had taken to hanging his "Daisy" clothing.He felt his stomach turn as he saw her pull out the dress she wantedhim to wear. It was much fancier than anything he had ever worn. Hecould tell. Pulling you up towards me I look into your eyes. I see they are slightly glazed as your lust shows in them. You desire me so deeply now and I am ready to use you. Moving you slightly backwards we lay down on the bed, I kiss you deeply and my hand slips between your thighs. Sometimes I love to feast between your thighs, drink on the sweet nectar that oozes from your cunt, but tonight you are so hot, wet and slick, I know that I must enter you now. The tip of my cock presses at your cunt and you. He blows on the redness, making her inhale sharply from the prickles of pain they conjure. Despite the harsh spanking, he can see how wet it has made her, the thong saturated. He grabs the thong and rips it harshly from her body, and grabbing the garter belt he yanks her back towards him. He slides his cock between her wet pussy lips lubing up his cock. He reaches over to the side table and grabs a ball gag, fitting it into her mouth and tying it securely behind her head. He then grabs a. You stated that you wanted me to alleviate all the females’ stress. She was extremely stressed when you came here. Prime Lucie, advised me that, if I allowed her in here with you, that her stress would dissipate." Johnathon explained. "As you can see it did."Hartwell could only roll his eyes; Lucie was far smarter than he'd given her credit for. Nodding his head, he thought yes, I'm going to have to keep an eye on her.Taking a deep breath Hartwell started, "alright IMT us to the..." I am afraid.