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

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

"A footling tardily isn't it ?"asked her father's voice"And is that alcoholic beverage I smell ?"

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

"More likely in you, and do you agnise what clock time it is ?"the voice asked continuing to question her.

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

"Oh, we'll talk, and more, but not until you regain enough senses to understand."came a voice that vaguely sounded like her mother's.

The dim bod helped her to her infantry. Once she was upright, the reference of the female voice ( Mom ? ) held Yvette around the shank with her properly arm, grabbing the front of Yvette's knock for a firm grip, while the source of the male voice ( Dad ? ) wrapped Yvette's other arm over her Mom's left shoulder where her Mom held it firmly to keep 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 fingers started to massage adding"Nice moms, no wonderment dad wants so a good deal private metre with you."before tweaking her Mom's slightly pop tit,"sort'a feels like Josie's ”.

Yvette's Mom yanked away the go against hand and stared at her daughter in shock. ‘ How could Yvette get a input 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 lecture than expected, and on more than subjects than just your behaviour 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 surge,"Yvette slurred and giggled,"not even any foreplay ?"

Mom stepped back in shock realizing Yvette did not know who was undressing her. She was so pledge she must have thought she was having one of her sapphic go ( Mom had known for sometime her daughter was gay ) and an allow punishment for her daughter began to work in her judgment as she disrobed Yvette of all but her thong panties before covering her with a cover and leaving.

The next morning time, after her husband left for work, Mom checked on Yvette and, satisfied she was still asleep, went to do some ‘ special'shopping.

By the time she returned, she found Yvette, still wearing only her pantie, 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 behind, threatening voice,"first, let's saucer finish night."

"Nothing to discuss, just had one or two or sixteen too many."

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

Yvette whipped her case to look at her mother, than quickly grabbed her headspring from the pain her katzenjammer created.

"I WHAT ? ? ?"

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

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

"Mom, I'm twenty years 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 rule before taking Yvette by the deal and pulled her into the living room bending her over the arm of the couch.
Unexpectedly, not believing her female parent would do it, Yvette felt the sting of the wooden rule across her ass impudence, then the katzenjammer hurting in her psyche as she snapped in back in response.

Instantly, one hand went to massage the pain in her top dog 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 delay in her current position. She then placed a knee joint on the sofa to block Yvette's former arm from reaching back.

A arcsecond sting of the swayer marked Yvette's ass and again her head snapped back causing her hangover headache to discomfort her as lots as the punishing ruler.

A third sting, then a fourth and a fifth. Mom, using as much strength 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 mitt 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 manus on the backrest of your mind and sustain them there."

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

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

Yvette placed her hands as ordered. She had heard this whole step of voice from her mother before and knew the given event of disobeying would be worse.

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

For what seemed an timelessness Yvette lay face down hang over the redact, focusing on the assorted semblance of the cloth, the texture or anything she could trying to keep from thinking, unsuccessfully, about the nuisance radiating from her ass when, finally, her mother returned.

Yvette stared in shock. Her mother returned carrying a bottle of baby-oil and wearing cipher but ... .. A STRAP-ON ? ? ? ?

She quickly rose to her human foot but just as quickly returned to her ‘ punishment'position at the discussion ‘ back the way you were or I'll get the ruler and we can set forth all over again. ’, coming from her mother. She watched as her mother dripping babe oil along the gibe of the concern end of the strap-on before rubbing it thoroughly over the total 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 charwoman can do for you."Mom said as she wiped the remaining baby oil on her hands along, and into, Yvette's exposed slit.

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

A groan escaped Yvette's sass as her mother's finger started to lube deeper and deeper into her and her body began to release its own natural juices as her clitoris was rubbed.

"Oh,"her mother teased,"this feels More than ready"before pulling her fingers out from the sozzled 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 affectionateness of Yvette's hide before starting her irksome in-and-out shag of her daughter letting her nipples vamper and massage Yvette's back. She heard Yvette beg ‘ Mom'and not being capable to distinguish if this was a cry of assistance, X or penury, increased the musical rhythm of her insight of her daughter. When the words, ‘ fuck me crab'escaped Yvette's sass, her female parent's stroking tempo decreased and Yvette begged,"Please, faster ”.

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

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

Feeling Yvette's legs shiver with excitement and impending climax, Mom wet her right index finger's breadth and used it to trail circles around Yvette's right nipple causing Yvette to thrust her hips toward her mother hoping for deeply penetration.

't's time .'Mom thought and started driving deeper and faster into Yvette, doing all she could to tease 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 stifle, pushed the strap-on, as well as she could, from her mother's common soldier and slump her tongue deep into the cunt she wanted so badly to taste perception when she felt her hair pulling her away from her mother and a slap insulting her cheek before being thrown to the floor.

"Not what I want bitch,"her mother screamed at her as she let go of Yvette's hair's-breadth and bent over the sofa,"I'm an anal retentive tart ... .. Do me, or neither of us gets what she wants."

As much as she was disgusted by the mentation of licking her mother's ass hole, Yvette needed expiation, and knowing this was the only if way she could get it, she quickly moved behind her female parent and darted her clapper in and out of her female parent's anus as deep and quick as she could while her mother reached back between her own legs and teased playfully with Yvette's clitoris, keeping her girl on the edge of an orgasm.

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

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

"No more mom,"Yvette managed to gasp out through her heavy trousering,"my snatch can't pick out another go."

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

Yvette let out a thigh-slapper of botheration as her mother slammed the strap-on in and out with all the strength she had. Despite being so tired from the previous bombardment of orgasms, Yvette managed to filch her upper body pressing her hired hand against the redact causing her dorsum to arch

"Ow, mom, my ass."Yvette cried as her mother's hips continued to Lebanese pound against the still bruised globes on either side of the torturing ‘ toy'she was using on her daughter,"Please, please,"Yvette continued to plead in response to the additional agony, but as anal retentive barrage continued, Yvette's plea 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 hips before once again collapsing on the couch.

Mom withdrew the source of Yvette's satisfaction then grabbed her girl by the shoulder 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 regain her posture,"just let me perch first."and curling up to carry a nap, Yvette panted into near unconsciousness, only to be forced awake as a savage blow from the ruler added another welt to her baste 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 bottle of vino,"Mom answered giving dad a sly smile,"a movie, and maybe some, ‘ individual clip'” add a wink.

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

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