Also, you forgot to say Sir, so that’s two extra strokes. Let’s start over again.”“Sir?”I paused with my hand in the air. “Yes Tilly?”�...Sir, I’m sorry I messed that up, thank you for showing me how to do this.”“My pleasure Tilly. So, after the stroke, count it out and say thank you.”I smacked her harder this time on the same cheek. The sound was even louder and Tilly made a yipping noise rather than the grunt before.“One Sir, and thank you.”“Good girl Tilly. You’re doing fine.”I continued for. I can't believe I'm making out with Emma. I wince as she bites my lip but carry on fighting my tongue against hers as our lips tenderly dance against each other. I let go of her face and lift up her top slowly, pull it over her head and throw it to the side, revealing those beautiful pert breasts secure inside her cute pink bra. Fuck, she's so cute. Emma does the same with my top, revealing my beige bra. We both hungrily grab each others breasts at the same time and start groping them as we. Waxman, I can never look as beautiful as Barbara. After seeing my father naked, I know what my genetic limitations are. But now I believe what everyone has been saying about looking the best that my body can. I can feel good about that when I get there." That's wonderful, Missy. It's why I'm in this business." There was a companionable silence for a couple of minutes."Can we really make this work? I mean me living independently?" There are some obstacles, but I believe that we can pull it off.. I quickened my pace as she grew nearer and nearer. A subdued moan came from her throat as she came. I could feel my cock twitch and jerk insdie her as it started spewing it's hot, creamy load.I rammed relentlessly deeper as my ejaculations quickened. Mom pushed hard against me. A feeble cry escaped her lips at her final spasm. When my prick finally completed pumping we both just stood there letting ourselves catch our breaths. I pulled out and quickly dressed."Thanks, Mom!", I whispered, and.