Sarah shook her head ‘Fucking pervert’. Without being told a word, she swung a leg over, and began to mount me. It felt almost too good. Checking how the bra & panty set looked one last time, she decided to show him just how much she cared. My new fuck-toy MILF sniffled, stripped off her Cami shorts, and climbed on the bed. She felt deep shame for what she had done, her choices made, and what a young man her son’s age had not only done to her, but had yet do! “From now on, you are to wear only sating or lace, unless I say otherwise. I then slid my hands out and gripped her ankles, spreading her legs as far apart as I possibly could, and began a rhythm of steady, hard thrusts; pull back, hold, then in hard. After all this, she was being made to parade in front of her torturer like some damn piece of meat. It was just past 10AM when her phone buzzed. Do it now.” I grinned.
