She was jerking and twitching regularly and he watched amazed, knowing that his mother was having multiple orgasms. He put a cloth over my mouth and I fell asleep.” She started to cry again. Xxnx She tested the word, “Slave?”
He spoke softly, his face calmer than she had seen it yet today, “My slave mom.”
Holly tried to look into her sons face, “Your slave?” The word felt foreign to her but she felt the need to tighten her thighs together to help with the mysterious pressure building in her loins. The affair had started two years before his father had died of a heart attack. “Who is she?”
John looked sheepish and mumbled, “You don’t wanna know.” That caught his friends attention. Holly turned her head and opened her eyes, she watched as her adult son began to undress.
