The woman turned and looked at us with vacant eyes."Shall we go in hun?" she asked her son."She likes anonymous sex." Jake said to me helpfully.I nodd...d. "Is she your real mother?" I asked again."Mom." Jake said gently and the woman looked at us. "It doesn't matter if she is my real mother or not, we live like mom and son." Jake said, still caressing the woman's boobs."I have to know if you are real." I asked."Oh we are very real!" Janet exclaimed.She pulled out her phone and showed me a few. Ben held his hand out and said take it easy, you can't get in that room and he isn't going to stop. Just set back and relax and in a short while you will be reunited with a very satisfied wife. After the longest hour and thirty five minutes of my life I head the door unlock and the sound of my wife's hills on the hardwood floor. I jumped up and walked toward the hall. My wife came in with a smirk/smile on her face. Her hair was a little messed up. She took my hand and leaned in to give me a. I began to freak out. Only god and my Mistress knew what time it was. Had I missed work? If so, would I get fired and lose everything? Where am I? And when the fuck am I going home? I wanted this to all end, and I started crying."Awake are we cunt?" my Mistress said.I tried to mumble yes and get me out but no real words come out when you're gagged."I had to put your heels back on you, I love fucking a whore while she wears her slutty heels for me. I hope you slept well. It is Sunday afternoon. "Sammy's so fast. It was over almost before it started," Paula interrupted again. I choked on something and had to take a sip of water."Is that a clue?" Her father asked."Yes, but not a very good one. Here's a real clue; it was dark and I couldn't see. Everything was done by touch and feel," Paula looked pleased with herself. Mr. Augustine shook his head, unable guess what his daughter was alluding to.We finished the meal and on the way to the car I tried to get us far enough ahead of the older.