Jim leaves for his two-week sales trip to Nashville, and Logan reluctantly ventures downstairs to face his Mom. domination He doesn’t know for sure what kind of mood she may be in since his brazen move the previous night. Mom has her back to the kitchen table when Logan enters the room and is cooking scrambled eggs. He doesn’t know what to expect from her and is hesitant to approach her with his usual hug. Instead, he takes a seat at the table next to Becky and says over his shoulder, "Good morning, Mom."“What? Are you too lazy to give your Mom a hug,” she says over her shoulder as she continues preparing breakfast?” Logan rises from his chair and moves guardedly toward his Mom. He has an enormous morning woody and is careful not to let it poke her in the butt as he caresses her around her waist and plants a kiss on her neck. “Now that’s more like it,” she replies. “I was beginning to think you were mad at me.” When Logan returns to the table, Becky locks her eyes on the tent in his boxer shorts and squawks, “My God, Logan. That movie last night must’ve caused you to have a really hot BDSM dream."“Shut the fuck up, Becky,” he growls. Mom doesn’t even have to turn around and look to know Becky is talking about. It’s like she has eyes in the fetish back of her head. Still facing away from the table, she says, “Leave your brother alone, Becky. It’s perfectly normal for a teenage boy his age to have an erection first thing in the morning.” “Geez, Mom! Can’t a guy have a little privacy around here,” Logan embarrassingly groans? Logan is pulled away from his favorite porn site by the sound of laughter and giggling coming from the swimming pool in the backyard. He looks down from his bedroom window and sees his Mom and Sister playfully splashing around in the swimming pool. His Mom is wearing a bright yellow bikini that barely covers her essential parts. Becky is wearing an identical style bikini that is light blue with white polka dots. It’s difficult to tell the two women apart because of their similar builds. Both are approximately 5' 8", 120+ pounds, Bondage and long blond hair worn in high ponytails. When they chase each other, their 36C breasts bounce and jiggle to the point of almost escaping their bikini tops. Logan slowly strokes his seven inches, which are protruding through the slit in his boxers and envisions his Mom on her knee, taking his cock down her throat. He almost orgasms at the sadism thought. Lucy sees her son watching from his bedroom window and motions for him to come down and join them. By the time Logan joins them, both girls are lying face down on their sun lounges soaking up the rays. She took a fetish sip from her cup. When they were both naked they stood there for domination a few more minutes, each reveling in the vision of the other. She paused and sighed deeply. It was dark in the other booth next to us and I could see dried up cum covering sadism the wall from the hole down. Xavier raised an eyebrow and smirked at the thirteen year old boy. After she had cleaned herself up she put her soiled panties into her bag. It emerged soaked in her juices. “Please put them in water for me”. I was mad at first but the more I thought about it, the more I thought this could be interesting. Roll him over! I felt something brush my rectum. “Don't step closer, Master.” Chrystal decided to teach James a lesson. I kissed her as my girl-dick throbbed in her silky grip. When he’d opened the lounge door, the total volume of the TV show hit him full force. I was a fairly good looking guy, while in school. I looked around frantically, searching for anything Bondage that could stop this, anything that could save me. The pressure broke. She had already set the precedent when she bribed him to let them stay the day before. I want you to have a bright beautiful child, even if John is the Father,” I say looking at John and laughing. I had a mission now. “I’m the worst apprentice in the world and I’m sorry,” her voice came out quick and muffled from against Betsy’s chest. Each time I had a nerve wrecking time being paranoid that everyone was trying to look up my skirt. BDSM “Holy god, this is your step dad?!” She asked while she was breathing hard. The phone rang, I answered cautiously “Hi sweetheart.”