’I turned around slowly to face her. Mom’s smile was now an ear-to-ear grin.‘It’s me, you silly boy. I’m your date.’‘Mom, that’s crazy... Who ever heard of a guy taking his mom to the school dance?’‘I don’t mean take me as your Mom. I mean take me as your date.’When I looked a little hesitatingly at her, she carried on.‘Look, nobody here knows that I’m your Mom. You resemble your Father more than me. I mean you’re almost a foot taller than I am, and you have his brown hair and hazel eyes.. I screamed and tried to move but couldn't. He hit me there again and again until it became just a single ongoing sensation, a burning, pulsing fire between my legs.He took a break, poured himself a glass of ice water and stood in front of me drinking it. He took an ice cube and ran it across his forehead. "Ahhh..." I was quivering with pain and desperate for something to drink. He stepped closer to me and held the class to my lips. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I heard something. My sister was chatting on telephone with her friend in another room, and I was sitting with Gita in TV Lounge when suddenly power went out, and we both stood up to get candle and match box, and during our struggle, we banged in eachother, I tried to get away but she held my hand and started to caress it, I was nervous in the start, but then I also got confidence and grabbed her from behind and rubbed my now hard cock on her ass, she was also hot now, and she forced back, to get more contact, I. Files that she surely thought and hoped would never surface within her family. I quietly took up a position behind her and to the left. I now had Master Frank's belt wrapped around my right hand and ready when it was needed. Oh, yes, it would be needed all right!"I have here evidence that this slave ... my ... loving and ... loyal wife..." he added a tone of sarcasm as he said this, " ... has been cuckolding and cheating on me almost since the day we were married nineteen years ago."Cheryl.