Could you do that?”There was silence on the line for a moment. Then he replied, “Of course we can, but are you sure she — and your father — un...erstand the risks?”“Yes, they do. And for that matter, I think Kris and I would like to do it again, too.”“What for?”I chuckled. “I could give you a line, but the truth is that Kris is certain that if we did it again, it would blow out your hardware.”“What’s that mean?”“Jon, I’m sure you remember that when we did it the first time, the computer produced. David was ominously quiet for a moment. He raised his hand disbelievingly to his own tanned cheek, feeling the flesh under it burn and sting. The little bitch! She had meant it. She had delivered him no flirtatious girly slap. This was a blow, meant to convey disdain and contempt. And fury. She had struck him in anger. He grasped her by one arm and roughly pulled back around to face him. “What gives you the right to strike me?” “I -I'm so sorry David...Mr Fordham. I...All I can say in my own. "Come here," She ordered grabbing hold of my hair and forcing my head towards her crotch, "You're face is going to be my panties, and so it belongs right between my thighs-" She shifted herself so that her soft slightly puffy fannyflaps were right on my nose as she got herself comfy on my face. "And you're going to spend the day as my panties, is that understood?" Yes Mistress." I replied with the sound being muffled against her soft flesh."Good boy," She praised, "now come on follow me, I need. She did masturbate for 5 minutes while she talked to me.Mom: hard again young man!Me: you are so hot.Mom: you like a women who behave like a slut?Me: yes I do!Mom: don’t jerk your dick yet. Try to save you sperm a little. Don’t touch it, just look at me. Mom love to have all the attention from her boy. I like you to be hard looking at my mature body. Do you have a spoon and the shooter in your room?Me: yes mom! Always.Mom: okay young bull, go into the shower and clean your dick. You have 5.