" My mother smiled broadly as he settled down with his face pressed into her pussy and his body between her legs. She ran her hands through his hair a...d looked down on him with a tranquility that made me envious. She let him eat and drink his fill before gently pushing him over on his back and sitting on his cock. They were very practiced in everything they did, more so than passionate, like two partners of long standing doing what they were best at. She fucked him with short, bobbing strokes,. I just can't trust youto do anything, can I, Slut?" "No, sir." "Stand still while I do this," I said. I showed her what I was going todo. The previous evening, I'd gone to an office supplier and bought a wholebunch of those clamps they use to hold documents together, like the ones ona clipboard, only without the board. "Don't look so scared, Slut, I tried theseout on myself. Well, all I did was put one on the fleshy part of my hand nearthe thumb, and it wasn't too bad." I grabbed a tit,. I want more." Again, I couldn't disagree, so I curbed my libido, and we talked about ourselves. We learned more about each other's histories. His was a lot like mine: he'd messed around with guys in college, but lived primarily as a straight guy, until women just weren't interesting any more.Back at his place, it was another sexy shower, and a good fucking. Hell, four dates, and I hadn't sucked him off yet. But, maybe that was a good thing.The next morning was Saturday, and we didn't have. I strip. ‘Kneel down across the foot stool.’ I stretch my naked form across the blue padded top of the stool – I am compelled to obey her though I tremble. I sense her move lithely across the room. I feel the pressure of her scarf around my eyes, feel her knot it securely behind my head with her strength, a strength greater than mine. ‘Can you see?’ Her breath is warm and smoky… I like that. ‘No, it is black… totally black.’ A tingle of fear runs through my testicles… * * * The wind howls and.