My fingers caressed her pussy, and she gasped. "Ohhhh, Billy, we shouldn't be doing this, honey. It could get out of hand." "Not out of my hand it won...t," I grinned, giving her pussy a meaningful squeeze. Mom giggled. "That's not what I meant, baby," she moaned. I slipped a finger into Mom's pussy and found that despite all her objections, she was exceedingly wet down there. I bent my head to her tits, but her nightie was in the way. "Take it off, Mom! I want to see you naked." "Okay, hon," she. Do you understand?"I'd never seen Mr. Perryman angry before, but I had to ask. "What about the volunteer firefighters?" You're dismissed from those duties. From what I hear, you have not adapted well, anyway. I have another assignment for you." Yes Sir," I said, barely able to hold back the urge to shout, "YES!" I've arranged with the Brooks for you to reduce your work at the café to five days per week. You'll be setting up a library here in the town offices," he said, in a dismissive tone that. " Yeah," she said, "But if I know it is only a game, the thrill won't really be there." That's just it," he said. "One of the times we play, I am going to really kill you. You just won't know which time it is. It is kind of like playing Russian roulette, with one bullet in the chamber. We keep firing it at you until it finally goes off." That might work," she smiled. "And I can continue to play until I decide to pull out." If you can quit," he smiled. "I have done this with women before. They. I fucking love every second of it. So does She. I look up at Her, and She looks even more beautiful than before. So powerful and magnificent! She has a wide, (cruel) happy smile on Her face. She is proud of me. It makes me happy too. And then it stops. She pulls Her cock out of my mouth, and I collapse on the floor, my face inches away from the carpet. I'm crying and coughing, but also smiling. My throat is sore, and it feels like it's burning. I'm enjoying every breath. My face and chest.