Sunday is usually our quiet morning. Trying to allow us this one morning we can sleep or be lazy without guilt. I pad down the hallway barefoot and na...ed to the kitchen. There I find a note by the coffee maker from Mom. She gives her love first and thanks us, yet again, for everything we are doing “for her and to her” this weekend. She goes on that she decided it was so nice outside that she would just enjoy the early morning in the garden. I smile at that. She has enjoyed flowers but their. .."You're not going to cum until you're dressed as my Bitch!"The whole atmosphere in the room changed. I looked up at Maria - she was now standing above me."Get dressed...I want to see what you look like!" Jesus, Maria...what are you on? I was just about to cum!" I know, you dirty Bitch! Well if you want to cum, you can get dressed for me! Put them on! Do it! Hurry up!"I looked over at the clothes; I hadn't seen the studded collar and the chains lying next to them."Are you fucking. I continued going back & forth between her tits while she leaned her head back and let out a huge moan. After a cpl minutes of fingering and tit sucking she pulled my face 2 hers 4 another long kiss. She then moved her mouth back 2 my chest and switched between my nipples 4 a minute b4 starting downward. As she kissed my belly and stroked my cock I heard a door open. I leaned my head back 2 see Taylor dressed in nothing but a little pair of white cotton panties. She evidently slept with no top. Your eyes don't look the same. I don't know ... I don't know. I can't quite explain it. I feel like you're looking right through me." His instincts were correct. My recent experiences had indeed changed me. Dying does that to a man."You're old enough to understand. The last ten years of my marriage has been real tough for me. Your mother stopped being affectionate for some reason that she would not share with me. Our intimacy disappeared. She always took care of you and the house but to her, I.
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