?Nooo! P-please Derek! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry! Please don't punish me again! I'm still so sore from yesterday!? She begged as more tears streamed...down her face. Derek replied to her pleas with more slaps across her reddened cheeks before tearing down the tight pink halter that just barely encased her massive tit bags. Her massive EE cup breasts hung out from over the halter. Her pink areolas were about 3 inches in diameter with a half inch thick nub of nipple protruding from the middle of. " I could feel my blood rush through me like a young virgin, Sammie then sat back on the table and said "finish your tea I don't want you getting a cold." "So hows your sister Allison by the way" I said having a random thought "shes fine we were talking about you last night actually saying how much of a sweet good friend you are to Walton and everyone in our family I wish there were more like you." She said that whilst licking her lips and staring at me in a very hungry and perverted way, I. My fantasy isn’t about the perfect woman, it’s about having a woman who’s not interested in my money, position or social status. My fantasy is about having a slave to do everything to make me happy”. “We will supply the perfect slave for your fantasy but we have some questions about exactly what you desire in your slave. You didn’t give a physical description for the woman”. “I presumed we’d have another conversation before I lived my fantasy, I was waiting until then to fill in the details”.. Her breasts looked moist, and so soft. Saliva began to accumulate in my mouth as my jaw literally hung open…I didn’t try to conceive as to why my mother was lying naked on her own bed with her door open, I was too amazed by her giant pink marsh mallows to care. I was standing in the doorway just staring at her, but that’s when I noticed the empty bottles of beer scattered allover the bedroom floor, there must have been a dozen altogether…I had no idea she drunk, especially so much….this was all.