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Mom was right. These past two days had been something else. As she said, I had literally been all over her like a rash as the very thought of fucking her fired up my sexuality to even greater heights than it had reached before. Fuelled by the late arrival of puberty, I was ready to fuck my Brunette Mother any chance I got and it appeared she was more than willing to meet the challenge of satisfying my ballooning libido and then some. Heck, she even seemed to be enjoying it BDSM which was so unexpectedly batshit crazy to me. But I was in too deep to question her motives at all. Whatever her reasons for allowing me to have sex with her, they would all come out when she was ready for them to. Sometimes, maybe, the smart thing is to not say or do anything at all. Just go with the flow and enjoy the moment no matter how long it lasts. But, holy shit, these past two days had been a fucking blast and then fetish some. The early morning Toys of the first Day. "Rules," said Mom firmly as she stood in front of me waggling a finger under my nose. My Mother had this way of making me feel like I was forever ten years old. "Rules," I repeated solemnly. Rules. Rules. Rules. Only my Mother could make having sex sound like a military exercise. After a night of tossing and Big Boobs turning, it was early. We’ll hang out together tomorrow and try again tomorrow night at midnight.” Gwen rolls her eyes with a grin. I got up and went in to my parents bedroom, my father was naked and Toys I told him to leave his underwear off and ran my hand over his cock, then walked into the bathroom. Upon going to bed, I was surprised to find that the lack of fetish light from a candle or Brunette lantern did no longer limit my vision in the dark. So, girls with a dream just call Sissy you don’t need a number she can hear you all ready. I looked up and Russell still had that wicked grin Big Boobs on his face. 5,6, even 7 times a week. As we started walking around Lucas said, “We elevate enemies we respect,” I emphasized. I thought I’d walk into some shit I didn’t want to walk in to, but it’s worse than I thought. *”C’mon.” I rolled over on top of her. BDSM