Yvette stumbled through the door, trying, unsuccessfully, to be quiet before tripping over her own feet and stumbling against the wall falling to the flooring.

The brightness level in the foyer snapped on stinging Yvette's optic while she tried to make out the two ( ? ) figures standing beside her.

"A little recently isn't it ?"asked her Church Father's voice"And is that intoxicant I smell ?"

"Could be, I think someone might have spilt a deglutition on Me."came the slurred, mumbled reply.

"More likely in you, and do you realize what fourth dimension it is ?"the part asked continuing to question her.

"No, I think I lost my watch. Can I go to bed now ; we can spill in the morning if you still want to."Yvette stammered trying to climb to her feet.

"Oh, we'll public lecture, and more, but not until you regain enough common sense to understand."came a spokesperson that vaguely sounded like her female parent's.

The undefined figure helped her to her feet. Once she was just, the root of the female person voice ( Mom ? ) held Yvette around the waistline with her right arm, grabbing the nominal head of Yvette's belt for a business firm grip, while the source of the male person vocalisation ( Dad ? ) wrapped Yvette's other arm over her Mom's left articulatio humeri where her Mom held it firmly to go along Yvette upright.

As Yvette's Mom led-dragged Yvette to her bedroom, Yvette's arm dangled and bounced, despite the business firm hold of it, eventually landing it's on a firm, meaty mound that Yvette's finger started to rub down adding"Nice moms, no curiosity dad wants so practically common soldier sentence with you."before tweaking her Mom's slightly protruding mammilla,"Kind'a feels like Josie's ”.

Yvette's Mom yanked away the offending mitt and stared at her daughter in shock. ‘ How could Yvette make a comment like that ? Who was Josie ?'and ‘ How does her daughter know what Josie's tit felt like'wondered the mother before saying,"I think we need a much longer verbalise than expected, and on more subjects than just your behavior tonight."before dropping Yvette on the bed.

She helped her girl disrobe, undoing the blue jean and pulling them down as Yvette giggled.

"What's the rush,"Yvette slurred and giggled,"not even any stimulation ?"

Mom stepped back in shock realizing Yvette did not know who was undressing her. She was so drunk she must have thought she was having one of her Lesbian flings ( Mom had known for sometime her daughter was gay ) and an capture punishment for her daughter began to constitute in her mind as she disrobed Yvette of all but her G-string panties before covering her with a blanket and leaving.

The future morning, after her hubby left for work, Mom checked on Yvette and, satisfied she was still benumbed, went to do some ‘ special'shopping.

By the time she returned, she found Yvette, still wearing only her panty, in the kitchen making coffee.

"Oh, hey Mom,"Yvette said nonchalantly,"where'd you go ?"

"You'll find out soon enough,"Mom said in a ass, threatening representative,"first, let's saucer last night."

"nothing to talk about, just had one or two or sixteen too many."

"And that's your self-justification for hitting on your mother ?"

Yvette whipped her face to depend at her female parent, than quickly grabbed her oral sex from the pain her hangover created.

"I WHAT ? ? ?"

"You felt me up and made forward motion of a homosexual nature."

tears were forming in Yvette's eyes as she tried to apologize,"Mom, I'm sorry, I mean I didn't know what I was doing, I mean, well, I was drunk, and, even at your age, you are a physically attractive woman, and ”.
Mom stopped her right there saying,"I don't care, not at all. I haven't seen you that drunk since you were a kid sneaking off to parties, and what happened then ?"

"Mom, I'm twenty days old, much too old for a spanking."

"We'll see about that."Mom answered reaching into her shopping bag and pulling out a thick, wooden ruler before taking Yvette by the helping hand and pulled her into the life way bending her over the arm of the couch.
Unexpectedly, not believing her female parent would do it, Yvette felt the insect bite of the wooden ruler across her ass impertinence, then the hangover pain in her forefront as she snapped in back in response.

Instantly, one hand went to knead the pain in her chief while the other went to rub the nuisance away from her ass.

Mom saw this and took the hand reaching for Yvette's ass and twisted it behind Yvette's back, forcing her to stay in her electric current position. She then placed a knee on the couch to block Yvette's early arm from reaching back.

A second sting of the rule marked Yvette's ass and again her head snapped back causing her katzenjammer concern to discomfort her as much as the punishing ruler.

A tierce sting, then a one-quarter and a fifth. Mom, using as much forcefulness as she could muster, continued using the ruler until Yvette's ass was completely covered with red and purple coloring.

She let go of Yvette's arm and stood up. Yvette shot her hands to massage her ass but before they reached their target, mom blocked them.

"On the back of your head."Mom ordered guiding Yvette's hands away from her ass.

"What ?"Yvette managed through her sobs.

"Put your manpower on the back of your head and observe them there."

Yvette did as she was told asking,"For how longsighted ?"

"Until I say otherwise, and if you move them, we'll repeat this little scenario, over and over again until you get it right."

Yvette placed her handwriting as ordered. She had heard this tone of voice from her mother before and knew the given consequences of disobeying would be worse.

"stop like that until I return."Her female parent added before picking up the shopping bag and going to her room.

For what seemed an infinity Yvette lay face down set over the put, focusing on the assorted colouring material of the fabric, the texture or anything she could trying to keep from thinking, unsuccessfully, about the botheration radiating from her ass when, finally, her mother returned.

Yvette stared in impact. Her mother returned carrying a bottle of baby-oil and wearing nothing but ... .. A STRAP-ON ? ? ? ?

She quickly rose to her fundament but just as quickly returned to her ‘ punishment'situation at the words ‘ back the way you were or I'll get the swayer and we can set off all over again. ’, coming from her mother. She watched as her mother dripping babe oil along the shaft of the business end of the strap-on before rubbing it thoroughly over the entire surface.

"Going to hit on me ? Me, a still attractive woman, even at my age, flattering I suppose. Well, let's just see what an older woman can do for you."Mom said as she wiped the remaining infant oil on her work force along, and into, Yvette's exposed slit.

Yvette shivered at her mother's caressing of this arena, she often had other women lick or feel her, but never had she been fucked with a strap-on, let alone doggy-style.

A groan escaped Yvette's rim as her mother's finger's breadth started to lubricate deeper and deeper into her and her body began to release its own innate juices as her clitoris was rubbed.

"Oh,"her mother teased,"this feels more than ready"before pulling her fingers out from the soaked space and slowly entered the oiled extraterrestrial being between her daughter's legs.

As Yvette's mother mounted her daughter, she bent herself forward until her hardened nipple felt the fondness of Yvette's skin before starting her tardily in-and-out fucking of her girl letting her teat prickteaser and massage Yvette's back. She heard Yvette beg ‘ Mom'and not being capable to distinguish if this was a cry of help, rapture or pauperism, increased the calendar method of her penetration of her daughter. When the words, ‘ fuck me bitch'escaped Yvette's lips, her female parent's stroking tempo decreased and Yvette begged,"Please, faster ”.

"Shut up,"her mother replied,"you're my beef and I'll fuck you the way I want, or not at all ... DECIDE."

Yvette needed satisfaction, badly, and she knew it answering,'Yes mum, any way you want'while hoping her complicity would prevent her mother from stopping.

Feeling Yvette's legs shiver with excitation and impending orgasm, Mom wet her rightfulness indicator finger and used it to trail circles around Yvette's compensate nipple causing Yvette to thrust her pelvic arch toward her female parent hoping for deeper penetration.

't's time .'Mom thought and started driving deeper and faster into Yvette, doing all she could to twit her daughter, please her daughter, feeling her daughter scale that orgasmic mountain until, when Yvette neared the peak, mom pulled out and said,"Me first."
Yvette left the couch, dropped to her knees, pushed the strap-on, as well as she could, from her mother's privates and slump her tongue trench into the cunt she wanted so badly to gustation when she felt her haircloth pulling her away from her mother and a slap insulting her cheek before being thrown to the floor.

"Not what I want gripe,"her female parent screamed at her as she let go of Yvette's hair and bent over the couch,"I'm an anal fancy woman ... .. Do me, or neither of us gets what she wants."

As much as she was disgusted by the thought of licking her mother's ass hole, Yvette needed satisfaction, and knowing this was the merely way she could get it, she quickly moved behind her female parent and darted her tongue in and out of her mother's anus as deep and ready as she could while her mother reached back between her own wooden leg and teased playfully with Yvette's clitoris, keeping her daughter on the edge of an orgasm.

It didn't take long before mom achieved her indorse orgasm and this was followed by grabbing her girl's hair and, after throwing her over the arm of the lounge, impaling her with the strap-on and fucking her until Yvette rode through her first multi-orgasmic pleasuring,

Yvette, near unconscious mind from go, lay over the arm of the lounge when her mother withdrew the strap-on from her daughter and began re-oiling it.

"No more mom,"Yvette managed to heave out through her grievous trousering,"my pussy can't take another go."

"Not a problem."her mother answered while pulling Yvette's ass boldness apart and thrusting savagely through her girl's anus and deep into her bowels.

Yvette let out a scream of pain as her mother slammed the strap-on in and out with all the metier she had. Despite being so tired from the previous onslaught of orgasms, Yvette managed to purloin her upper berth eubstance pressing her hands against the couch causation her back to arc

"Ow, mom, my ass."Yvette cried as her female parent's articulatio coxae continued to pound against the still bruised Earth on either side of the torturing ‘ toy'she was using on her daughter,"Please, please,"Yvette continued to plead in reply to the additional suffering, but as anal retentive barrage fire continued, Yvette's supplication softened to'please, yes, yes, please, please'which continued until a deep-throat, grunted ‘ yes'was released and Yvette gyrated into an orgasm jamming her ass hard against her female parent's articulatio coxae before once again collapsing on the couch.

Mom withdrew the author of Yvette's satisfaction then grabbed her daughter by the articulatio humeri and flopped her onto the floor saying, ‘ Get showered and get dressed, we have housework to do."

"Sure,"Yvette answered from the floor trying to find her speciality,"just let me roost first."and curling up to lead a nap, Yvette panted into near unconsciousness, only to be forced awake as a wolf blow from the ruler added another welt to her battered ass.

"I mean NOW."Her mother shouted and at this, Yvette ran to do as instructed.

"So,"Yvette's father asked over supper that night,"what's on the agenda this evening ?"

"A nursing bottle of wine,"Mom answered giving dad a sly smile,"a moving-picture show, and maybe some, ‘ common soldier time'” add a wink.

"And you Yvette ? He asked his daughter smiling at his wife.

"Seriously thinking of getting wino, really, really drunk. ”