SugarDeSpice
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oc- Okay, at the moment this is only going to be one on one and I only need someone to fill the role of the son.
You can PM if your interested, or if you have experience just jump right in.
To set things up- the mother and son live on a secluded island off the coast of Louisiana were the population is small, and they live in a big old plantation their nearest neighbors miles and miles away. The sexual relationship between mother and son is new and she is basically his sex slave- but NOT in a bdsm sort of way, more of a 'yes master' does what she is told sexually sort of way.
IC-
Tamara Tumes
5ft 8 inches tall
125 lbs
36d
long legs
black hair
green eyes
In her early 40's
Tamara slipped the dark deep red silk pengoir over her head and down her body.
She walked with a gentle grace, and a slightly seductive sway of her hips to the full length mirror in the room that adjoined hers, and was used in the old fashioned way as a dressing room.
She popped one knee, which led to a show of well toned and tanned leg through on of the high slits of her gown.
She ran her hands down her body, starting with her ample breasts, that were still a sight to behold, still firm and supple. She then ran her hands down her flat belly and down her thighs.
She smiled, her son would approved, he after all had instructed her on what to wear.
You can PM if your interested, or if you have experience just jump right in.
To set things up- the mother and son live on a secluded island off the coast of Louisiana were the population is small, and they live in a big old plantation their nearest neighbors miles and miles away. The sexual relationship between mother and son is new and she is basically his sex slave- but NOT in a bdsm sort of way, more of a 'yes master' does what she is told sexually sort of way.
IC-
Tamara Tumes
5ft 8 inches tall
125 lbs
36d
long legs
black hair
green eyes
In her early 40's
Tamara slipped the dark deep red silk pengoir over her head and down her body.
She walked with a gentle grace, and a slightly seductive sway of her hips to the full length mirror in the room that adjoined hers, and was used in the old fashioned way as a dressing room.
She popped one knee, which led to a show of well toned and tanned leg through on of the high slits of her gown.
She ran her hands down her body, starting with her ample breasts, that were still a sight to behold, still firm and supple. She then ran her hands down her flat belly and down her thighs.
She smiled, her son would approved, he after all had instructed her on what to wear.