Ursula was wearing strappy white sandals, a white mini skirt and her blouse was showing cleavage. pov She’d been made up but now there were smudges and smears. Ryan came to his sister’s defense, “Kim, it’s my fault.” “Let’s get this straight young man, I am Mother, not Kim, not now and you’re right, it’s your fault, I entrusted my daughter to you and look what’s happened.” “Mom, no he didn’t call her Kim, I’m so sorry.” “Ryan, there’s not much I can do to you other than to say, ‘I don’t even want to look at you right now, get out of my sight,’ do you hear me?” “Please,” he began. The eruption that had been boiling had gone off, Krakatoa might have been milder, her as she spewed at him, then she turned on Ursula, “Get out of my sight, you’re dressed like a slut and, I think you’ve acted like a slut, go to your room, RIGHT NOW, I’ll deal with you later.” “Ryan, get out of my sight, I told you I can’t stand the sight of you right now, just go.” Once they were gone she considered what she could really do, Ryan was twenty-seven, he had his job plus he could go to Affuckingghanastan or some other third world hell hole and get shot. She didn’t want him shot, please no, she wanted HIM, she’d never had anything like HIM. She rationalized, she knew better, it wasn’t her fault, Ryan chased Ursula not amateur the other way around, but, but she couldn’t punish him...or maybe she could. She went to her room, in the bottom of her panty drawer was a tool, she’d never employed it, she’d bought it as kinda a joke but it was appropriate now, she took it up and laid it on the bed, it would be there when she needed it. Ursula had gone to her upstairs room, it was only a room from Ryan’s, he’d be able to hear, she stalked her daughter, she found her sitting in the chair at her computer. When Kim came in Ursula said, “Mommy, I’m so sorry” Kim harshly said, “You will be. What did you not understand, I told you time and time again, no drinking unless I approved it here at home, what did you understand about no strong alcohol, you smell like Lynchburg, Tennessee (the home of Jack Daniels), I can smell cigarette smoke and marijuana on your clothing, and you had a midnight curfew, it was after three when you came staggering in, what do you have to say for yourself?” “I can only say, I’m sorry Mommy.’ “Down stairs, now,” she ordered. Kim sat on the bed, the light was low, only the night light “Ursula, you’re going to get a spanking, a damned hard spanking, Take off your shoes and come over here.” “Showing those adorable titties of, were you?” As Kim unbuttoned the blouse, You do have a nice rack, bet the guys liked it, didn’t they. Ursula knew her Mom was right, that’s why she’d worn the blouse, she’d wanted the guys to notice, the blouse fell to the floor, her breasts now exposed. Drop the skirt, it doesn't cover much anyway, who were you showing your ass to anyway?” “I wasn’t showing my ass off to anyone Mommy,” she said. “Wearing those cute new panties, were they attention grabbers, did the guys like them when you bent over the pool table?” “Mommy, please, I wasn’t intentionally showing close up off for them.” “No, I don’t suppose you have to, seems to me your damned brother more than takes care of it, doesn't he?” “I’m going to let you keep them on for a little while, be a shame for you have worn them and not get them touched.” At that moment she knew, she absolutely knew, indian she was a pawn in a Mom, Son game, oh, she’d fucked up big time but this was about more than just that. When Kim took her hand and guided her down it wasn’t a game anymore. Her small hand stung blowjob on Ursula’s plump bottom, she struck with a flurry until Ursula was whimpering, “Mommy, please.” She stood the big girl up, “That was only the warm-up, my dear, let’s get these panties off.” Kim positioned herself differently, then brought her daughter over her left leg and curled her around so she could get her left arm around her. Ursula’s legs were free but Kim could throw her right leg over them to restrain her if necessary. The position might have looked cartoonish, but it was an effective way for a hundred and thirty pound woman to restrain her one hundred and sixty pound daughter. Kim picked up her tool from the bed. His eyes were wide when he saw that and he erupted as well. She almost didn't register it, having fucked her so roughly moments ago, her ass was still relaxed. She said as she turned and left the bathroom. Sandy was beautiful and kind, but, like she said, she was dumb. “Look out!” a guard warns, but no one avoids her. No parents were there at the time, just her other guests, but who cared about them, I was having fun. He grabbed a big vibrator out of the collection kept to the side of the bed. You play with fire you get burned, but I guess you already amateur realized that, didn’t you? She accelerated instantly and was off around the rink with an elegance and efficiency that made it look effortless. His uncle had a 6" cock but it was on the thin side and her youngest child was a teenager leaving plenty of time for her pussy to tighten up. She has those sunglasses on so you can shoot your cum all over her face. Laura again ended up spending the rest of the day with dried cum on her mammaries, smelling of sex. “You are a very pretty girl,” he said. Marty had gotten home early, and Felicity, his other resident lover had come in right after him. I think I must lose my mind for a moment, because next time I come to my senses I’m on my knees, gasping loudly, and my cheeks are wet with tears. I nodded. I dove in. What is all this about? It barely budged as the too-tight garment clung to every curve of Hazel’s body. Master told Alex she better reduce the pace, or the cow would fall down dead. Norman started to walk into the room then stopped. My entire life was crashing down around me. If it got around our small town that I was sucking another man's cock for legal payments, it would ruin what little business I had left. Jill only has one credit card, an American Express, that she pays the balance off indian every month. They fell to the pov floor and she close up stepped out of them. I was so weak. Lynette locked the door and rolled her bags to her bedroom. Twice Katie reached back and guided it back in. Remarkably Rogue stopped when she did this. Boy was I an idiot. She could not process the fact that this same cock had raped her violently a couple of hours ago. 'Yes, but you have set some limitations' he said. I then did to her what she’d done to me, and began kissing her from her lips down to her boobs. Her long, silky, black hair fell straight down from the blowjob crown of her head, some spilling over her shoulders to tumble towards her budding breasts. Cassie took notice. But it was too late. Then he walked over to her and started to sniff at her crotch, burying his head into her lap as she sat at the kitchen table. She was about to start calming down when he lifted her hips slightly off the table and rammed his hard cock deep in her ass making her scream and clamp down on his cock like a vice. The Mistress looked at me and asked, “Do you accept this collar from Mistress Shelly as symbol of the bond which holds you to her and the protection which she gives you?” "Wow Mrs. C. That was awesome!"