E., eating mom’s pussy. She was quite normal these days with me. I was taking more care of my dad, taking him to the hospital, getting his medicines...on time, and so on.It was a Saturday, a holiday for me and I was in full mood to fuck my mom. But I was not getting a chance to interact with her. I was trying to touch her boobs but could not complete it fully because my wife was in the house only.As my wife had gone to the bathroom that morning, I quickly entered the kitchen where my mom was. Susan tried to raise her body but the bondage holding her was well conceived. Alan released the rope connecting Susan wrists to the bed frame and passed it around the chain connecting her wrists on back, then guided the rope down her back along the back cheeks, till reaching the straps tying her ankles. The rope was pulled tight further restricting her movements; Alan pushed Susan on the bed till she was resting on a side. Controlling the bondage he was satisfied; Susan was tightly ball tied. I needed to stop. But it felt sonatural.We got to the restaurant and ate dinner. Denise was right. Thehummus was delicious. Adam had the doner kebab. I had striped bass.It was great. But, what was really the best was the conversation. Wetalked about work, our hobbies, our families."So, tell me about your family," I said."Not much too say. Generic Irish family. Grew up in Pelham. Momstayed home, dad's a VP at Chase. I have two older brothers and ayounger sister." That sounds good. Tell me about. Ai stood, gripping it. It was big, with a thick, hollow black shaft and large plastic curved green blade. She could put it somewhere, and when Bill came by he'd notice it and know she was close and begin calling. Then she'd come out of hiding! It was a wonderful plan! Bill would be so proud of her, he'd hug and kiss and fuck her! Ai shivered in happiness at the thought. Now, where to put it?Following her tracks back away from the houses, Ai came again to the ditch. She had crossed it twice so.