She grabbed my pajama pants and quickly pulled them down to my ankles. She immediately dug in her thumbs into my thighs and began to rub them into the...muscles. After a little while I was barely able to walk. Mom helped me to the couch leaving my pajama pants behind. She had me lay down on my back as she continued to work on my thighs. I was completely naked. My legs started feeling better but I let mom continue to work my legs. Her robe was almost completely open. I was staring at her B cup. The small spying drones and helicopters tended to stay close to the civilized areas because the vast wilderness was not fully subdued yet and they knew that time was on their side. He regretted the fact that he had lost all track of the actual war that had started the whole chaotic mess to begin with. Since they weren't being overwhelmed with enemy troops he could make the safe assumption things were going worse for them than right here in the homeland.Things were still touch and go and that. She moved her hips towards his tentatively, unsure whether this was the right way to show him she was ready. Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared into hers while he thrust gently, shallowly at first, into her waiting pussy. "Mark" she whispered, letting him know how much this meant to her, how good it felt, and how tied together they were. This wasn't just sex. They had meshed together and were loving each other. Her warm pussy tugged at his hard, hard cock and their mouths pressed together in. With as often as I'd have sex on my mind and get horny I agreed with that assessment - of course since being introduced to chastity many of those thoughts have been quickly drowned and snuffed completely. I know my sexual boundaries; my daddy controls my sex and he dictates the limits and terms. Kept well and truly as his slave, wait before you think that sounds glamorous, its a hard life and true pleasure only comes at the discretion of others, namely Daddy.Number one term that was explained.