I was nearly naked. All I had on was a sports bra and a pair of panties. I could not believe it. John must have carried me up to bed, stripped my clot...es off and tucked me in. I could not help but blush when I realized how much of me he had seen. I was a little pissed at him too."What is wrong with him, I've gotta have a talk with him. This is ridiculous. I'm his mother!"At first I was angry but slowly I calmed down. Was I blowing this out of proportion? What had he really done. John had sen me. Her backside and pussy were both sore, and would stay that way for days to come. Now she was going to discover the rules she had to follow if she was to avoid further painful punishments at his hands.″You'll want to stay standing, I reckon.″ Uncle Jack said. He was right. Four people were seated at the kitchen table: in addition to her parents and Jack there was Anthony, her hated eighteen year old brother, smirking right at her.It was Jack who took the lead again. ″I've had a chat to your. I needed that first cup desperately to help my eyes to open all the way and join the ranks of the living once again. In point of fact, I couldn’t really blame him too much because it was quite a picture to see her twin cheeks pressed in a nice outline on her thin summer dress with that little wrinkle in the middle where the sun didn’t shine. I knew it was all natural to Julie because she wasn’t the kind of broad that teased a guy just to get him all worked up and ready to play.“We need to get. I can feel every ridge and vein as he slides between my lips. When my lips touch my fingers, I lift my eyes to his. Gone is the fear of discovery, replaced by hungry need. All it takes is a tickle of my tongue or a squeeze of my lips to pull his strings. My seemingly subservient posture is a ruse. Down here, on my knees, I’m in control. I could tease him. I could make him beg. But not tonight. He doesn’t hold in his groan when I pull back, and then quickly engulf him again. My stroking hand.