We talked. Well, he talked and I listened for the most part. He made some decisions about how he wants to live and who he wanted in his life. He told ...e that he was quitting partying. He had been slackening off since he met me. Karen, Bradley, he saw something in your lives and mine that he liked and wanted for his. He said he did something he hadn’t done in years. He prayed. He also told me that he was going to be more serious about his education, too. He said that he hoped I would like what. I walked back to the other cellar. Picked a few chaps from the clothes rack, as well as a chain with a pair of nipple clamps. Once back in the basement box with that guy, he immediately started complaining again, that he was so cold and that he wanted to leave. I looked at him angrily and shouted, "I decide when you can leave!", "First thank me!". "What should I thank you for?" he said angrily. I gave him a slap with a flat hand on his face. And grabbed him by his balls. "Ouch!" he moaned. I. I stepped in closer, sliding my hands around under her armpits, cupping one of her breasts in each hand, my fingers reaching for her nipples and finding them standing proud. I leaned in, kissing her neck, and whispered ‘you can look if you like.’Without loosening her grip, she turned to face me and I got a proper view of her body for the first time. She was toned without being muscular with full, firm breasts which must’ve been around a c cup. She had a neatly trimmed strip of hair above her. I assure you that it will make your dicks hard and pussies wet while reading. Thank you.Please read the previous parts of this story if you have not yet read them. In the previous parts I have explained how I made my mom my slut and how we enjoyed ourselves over the week. In this part, I will explain the sex activities that we had over the weekend.On Saturdays, I and my sister used to go to school/college at 6:30 AM and my dad used to drop us. I used to get the usual 4 AM blowjob from Mom.