"Get your fucking hands off of me!" I yell. Mom just holds me there, and, rams her knee, as hard as she can, right into my cunt, making me piss myself... "Ow! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I yell. As mommy grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me back to my feet. "I'm your Mother and I told you, once we crossed this line, we couldn't go back. Now, either admit that I'm your Mistress, and, you're my little fuck slut, or, I'll kick your ass until you admit it, which is it going to be. "But, I'm. "We still have so much to talk about."Ed rose."Well, maybe another time," he said.Lorraine rose from her chair. Her jersey tunic seemed to be almost falling off her sleekly jutting breasts. Ed was sure that in another second her red-tipped nipples would be fully exposed. His breath came faster at the thought of it."It would be sooo nice if you stayed," she cooed."I want to... but... but..." he stammered."You have to get home to your wife?" she asked suddenly.Ed was shocked, completely caught. " Why not?" Angela asked.Taylor blushed and looked at Helena who asked, "What's the problem,Taylor? That should be no more embarrassing for you than putting on theheels." What's no more embarrassing?" Angela inquired.With his face beet red, Taylor pulled off his socks, exposing the blacktights he was wearing for Helena.Angela grinned at her daughter-in-law and said, "I see you've alreadystarted helping him get a working knowledge of women's fashion."Taylor's reddened face prompted smiles to. Starting at the top, he slides his tongue down and leaves a wet trail behind. Reaching Margo’s rose bud, the priest lightly swirls his tongue around the opening and continues down to the perineum. Father Anthony then moves slowly back to the top of her crack.“Mmmm, do it Father, do it,” Margo pleads as her finger plunges in, then out of her pussy.Father Anthony ignores Margo’s plea and gently blows his warm breath on the skin around Margo’s anus, both in a clockwise and counterclockwise.