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Bondaged Christine.

Feeling that my hair was no more pulled, I tried to remove my head from the cock, but kept the very end in contact with my lips, and kept licking the slit on it. My hot and moist breath caressed his member, while my hands tried to remove his hand from my clothes and breast, secretly seeking to remove the rope too. While working on freeing myself, I touched and caressed his balls to keep him concentrating on his pleasure, and not my hands working on freeing myself. It was almost time, I was needed at the front desk of the floor shortly.
 
He could feel the movements of her fingers but knew what she was trying to do and reaching for her hands he tied them both up and grinned into her eyes as he rammed the tip of his rock hard thick shaft even deeper into her hot wet mouth. His words cutting the air like a knife through soft butter. "Suck it and take it all."
 
I tried to free myself, but while my whole body fought against the ropes, my mouth closed on the cock, eyes closing again, tongue licking and my throat swallowing, slowly gulping at the head, then I had to give up, freedom was not for me now. Giving up the fight, I had to concentrate on the pleasure, after all, it was better than being in pain... and gobbling down his throbbing dick was great pleasure for me. Straining against the ropes, my body got all the needed friction to be able to deepthroat him. Nothing was real any more, not the room in the hospital, not he being my son, not even the ties that bound me, only the hard cock, and my pleasure by finally getting the whole throbbing meat down my throat, his balls slapping against my chin, my nose pushed against his pubic bone.
 
Feeling and loving the last of the resistance leave her body he moaned softly as her talented mouth worked its magic on his shaft and sacs, pressure building from the base of his shaft with each passing second now as he reached down with one hand to pinch the nipple of her right breast, wanting so badly to take her pussy but for now it could wait. The time would soon be up and yes more people would be around as he thrust his cock further down her throat. "Swallow it all" he moaned as the first few spurts of hot seed shot out the tip.
 
The pinch of my right nipple caused a lightning like pleasure in my body, throat and pussy clamping down. I was soo empty, I needed something in my wet cunt, but dutifully started swallowing his cum, my throat milking his cock while I moaned in pleasure. I wanted to taste him, to feel the rich flawor of cum in my mouth, on my tongue, so I tried to keep his cock well surrounded with my lips even when he finished cumming and started to withdraw. I sucked, and every throb of the manmeat in my mouth caused a similar throb in my cunt.
 
He continued to moan not enough to draw attention to them both as he wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could, fingers pinched the nipple even harder even after his cock had softened and been withdrawn from her mouth before lifting her head to stare directly into her eyes. "Tonight I will take you." He began to untie her hands slowly.
 
My nipple was on fire, keeping me from really getting on the wagon toward orgasm, and then he untied my hands... And I had to blush, understanding that my son wanted me sexually, and would be happy to have sex with me. I really hoped that the day in the hospital would be enough to calm down, and have a much needed speach ready for when I finally could go home.
 
He grinned widely at his own thoughts now as instead of zipping up straight away he pulled her to her feet and pushed her down over the bench area before thrusting three long thick fingers hard and fast straight into her hot wet cunt, it was literally oozing fluids now as he took control with words too. "Go on orgasm."
 
I had to keep myself back from crying out! not in pleasure, but wailing about rape! So I tried the next best thing, I kicked and clawed at him, even giving some real solid hits. His fingers was instantly gone from my dried up cunt, the unwanted harassment giving me no pleasure but only emotional and physical pain. "Go to Hell!" I cried out finally, when I fell on the floor in my haste to leave his vicinity.
 
He had left it too long he mused to himself as he watched her fall to the floor, sly grin still spread across his face as he gathered up the pieces of rope and pocketed them, zipped up his jeans before helping her to her feet. "Back to work you go."
 
"Leave me alone!" I pulled away my hands from his when I stood up with his help, and went to search a mirror and right my clothes and hair. I had work to do professionally, and had to think about what to do against my son's advances.
 
He shook of her words and left the vicinity and building striding down several streets before arriving at the mall, he had some time to kill until tonight.
 
I never got home that friday, only wrote letters to Harry, but never really sent them. I had some hours of sleep, but had to work until saturday midday, so I hoped that he found other games to play. I would be home saturday after eating dinner in a fast food restaurant, and I know that I would sleep very deep for some time, maybe even until next morning. I also hoped that we could have our time with my daughter that day, so maybe Harry would keep his hands to himself.
 
Harry looked forward to meeting up with her but no arrival and the days drew closer to when he would see his sister, oh well he thought the seeds already been planted and in time he would get her. Work and home were just two places that he could take advantage of her and he knew it as he entered her flat only a few hoursbefore his sister arrived.
 
I was still sleeping on sunday morning, dead to the outside word. But this time I closed my bedroom door, not with a key, just closed, hoping that I wont wake to my son groping me again. I even wore a long shirt to bed.
 
Harry was sitting on the couch watching television, going to behave right now as it would be took risky with his sister about to show up. Standing and walking to her door he knocked and called out. "Best wake up and get ready for a big day."
 
Waking to the knocking Harry's woice somehow made me remember my big day, when I had my first wedding... His father wake me that day, and did not gave me much time to get on the dress, because he was so hard and needy that I had to push a pad in my panties or the white wedding dress would be wet...

Well, I sure wake up now, clothing myself, and open up the door, to wait for my daughter, then have a good day together, walking in the city, speaking, goofing, and not even a word about the last days. And if he tried anything, I would call my last husband to speak with his head!
 
He laughed softly as the day progressed, everything was going to a plan for him now as he had set the ball in motion with how to get things he needed and wanted. "Any movie you want to see Sis."
 
Of course I was happy to see that the children was happy, I even started to forgot that I had some problems with him. My daughter wanted this romantic film with horses and something about a man taking care of his only child, meeting this woman... I knew that it could be a great opportunity to cry about, and would have a happy end, so I just had to see what Harry would say about it.
"What about you, Harry?"
 
Harry had not forgotten about the other day just pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being, laughing and nodding his head. "Sounds good, go buy the tickets."
 
So, I went and stood in the line while my children got something to drink and was speaking about something. Then we sat in for the movie, and I tried to maneuver my daughter between us.
 
Harry had been talking to his sister about school life, it was good to catch up and he did in fact miss her a lot as he let her sit between them, sharing the popcorn and drinks he relaxed in the seat to watch the opening credits of the movie.
 
I was happy that evening, but it being sunday, my daughter had her father coming to get her home after the movie. And I fully forgot to tell my second husband about my problems with my son! I did not even remembered that we had them, until we arrived at my home, where I asked him:
"You do not go to the college for this night before monday as usual?"
 
"You got another day off from the college? Should I call them to make it sure?" But of course I thought that everything would be all right, and I also had a free day, so it seemed at first. Well, I showered and went to bed, and I was surprised to feel differently when I woke up...
 
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