"Please, Mommie, stop...I'm getting so close... I'm about tospurt, please take your hand away." Erica leaned closer. "You know if you cum, darling,you...ll be severely whipped... Mommie's cane is quite ready to bash your littlecock until it is bleeding, before going around to your little white buttocks.Mommie can make you cry quite loudly, can't she, Wendie?" Wendell's eyes were tearing up, and his teeth were bared.Michelle understood now. This was not so much a tease of Erica's as a. We grabbed a small booth, and over the next 30 minutes, we had a full bottle of wine as we commiserated and got caught up.“Mom always said to stay away from you,” Ashley said, “But she never said why.”Apparently Joan knew me better than I realized. “And I’m sure you always obey your mother” I retorted.I could tell the wine was having its desired effect, because Ashley snorted, and with a wisp of an evil smile she said “I’m a big girl now, I do as I please.”“And is there something that pleases. I suppose you might not think it's fair you are having to forego your pleasure but this is going to turn me on an awful lot. Oh and I forgot to mention, I'm not wearing knickers" she said as they pulled into her driveway.Kate hopped out of the car as he followed with her suitcase and his holdall. They entered and he deposited the bags outside the lounge as Kate grabbed a glass of water and walked to the shorter sofa, reclining on it as he followed her. She gazed up at him smiling, then simply. I can't count how many times I masturbated over putting my mother to bed after she's had too much to drink.Unbuttoning her blouse and unzipping her short skirt, I imagined stripping my mother down to her bra and panties. I imagined staring at her as if she was my sexy, MILF of a girlfriend instead of my mother. Something that I always wanted to do, I imagined feeling my mother's big, C cup breasts and fingering her emerging erect nipples through her bra.Another thing I always wanted to do, I.