His face had become red and he was breathinghard. He placed his hands on his mother’s large buttocks and began squeezingthem. “Mom your as... is so perfect that I want to kiss it!” he saidforthrightly.“Well, what’s stopping you? I certainly wouldn’t mind a kiss from myhandsome young son!”Charlie rejoiced to hear that. He grasped his mother by the hips and gave along, loud, lingering kiss on each ass cheek. He loved the feeling of hersoft skin against his. "We went up and flew around for two hours before settling back on the ground. The man gave me a manual and said he would credit me two hundred bucks if I brought it back undamaged.I began to learn about flying that night. I studied most of the night and took the exam about three in the morning.I was up, ate breakfast, and out at the airfield at eight. The instructor asked how far I was with the manual. I handed him the manual, and said, "Done, here's the test score location for the instructor. His hands were not callused but very firm and she could sense the power in them. Yet he held her hand with a light touch. And there was that damned knowing smile, that was the way she saw it. Sure he was charming and seemed open and friendly but something in his dark eyes under those awful eyebrows, there it was and he seemed to her to convey that he knew how her body was responding in complete disobedience to her will. How on earth could she be repulsed by him emotionally yet also endure the. . definitely not. Seriously, I have always saidsubmission is a gift, but a full time relationship like that is prettyintense, and there is a lot of responsibility. We can do some babysteps. Maybe we'll just focus on bedroom kink for a while, and if weenjoy that, try a day or two on the occasional weekend."His facial expression seemed relieved and agreeable to that. "I'd likethat.. But what now?"I shrugged my shoulders which was rapidly becoming my default reaction."I dunno, you've been.