. ?”“Until she says so, I think I should keep my thoughts about that to myself,” I said, as Ellie nodded “yes” to my mother.“Okay, be that...way,” said Mom, with a twinkle in her eye. “I’m packing my bags, and should arrive tomorrow at 3:05 your time. I am so looking forward to seeing everyone again!”“Uh, Mom, you may see a lot of everyone. I mean, a lot more than that usual!” I said.“Oh, I know. Lots of nudity and I may even see sex happening, right?” Mom said like I was a simpleton.“How.... Is Jeff in?" Ashley. What you did for Sandy was so sweet. She's on cloud nine. Thank you so much." I was happy to do it. She's a really good kid."Thinking about it brought a smile to my face."Just a second, I'll get Jeff."Having to wait for him didn't change my mind."Hi." Hi, Jeff. You doing anything tonight?" Not really. We'll probably watch a movie here." Good. I want to take you to a party." What kind of party?" he asked."The kind I go to." Wouldn't I be kind of out of place there?" he. I confess that I love watching men staring hungrily at her. It fills me with pride. I watch their eyes dip down her blouse, lighting up as they gaze upon her breasts. I watch their heads turn as she walks by, seeing them follow the sway of her hips, the shape of her legs, the the movement of her derriere. I love her power over men. I love her power over me.Mommy dresses to accentuate her sexual power. One day she will wear skin tight, translucent hip-riding spandex pants that form fit over her. Damn, he was cute as hell. And he had just turned nineteen a month before. Mark was a tall and slender teen boy – around a 28” waist with brown hair, and brown eye. I was working sixty-plus hours per week. The last thing I had time for was traditional dating. I wasn't interested in sex, period, and my sexual fetish was giving head to young straight guys who were between eighteen and twenty-three and had large cocks cut or uncut.Mark was straight, but he had no issues with getting head from a.