Brittany stretched, her arms and legs sore from being held in place for so long. Her eyes glanced toward the door."Don't bother. That chain is only a ...ew foot long. And don't bother screaming for help. You don't want to make that mistake again," he warned."What if I need to go to the bathroom?" asked Brittany. He grabbed a bucket and placed it in front of her."What? No. I am NOT doing my business in there."Kevin shrugged, "Fine. Do it on the floor. See if I care." He left the room, not. Looking mom in the eyes made my balls instinctively throb hard and fire several more spurts into her mouth, but she didn’t mind. I saw motions in her throat, and she her lips kept moving. I was feeling warm and blushed all over when it was finally over. The ache was gone and it had turned into tiredness, but also into a feeling of pleasant calm. Mom didn’t have to ask if this had worked as well as she had thought it would. The load I had shot had answered that question conclusively.Finally when. My most important girls, the ones closest to me, know all about the other girls.”“I’m not sure how you’ve managed that,” still sounding unconvinced. “Let’s talk more about your relationships.”I spent the rest of the session talking to him about Jennifer, Bethany, Joyce, Karin, and Kara. He took lots of notes and on a number of occasions just shook his head, usually in response to some boneheaded thing that I’d done that the girls more or less glossed over. When we got to the end of our time, he. Him behind me so that he'd be sure to see my pink laced thong that was visible under my high rising skirt. we sat down on the bed and he tried to tear his eyes away from my breasts. "i think it's time you know, i have a crush on you" he said my mouth flew open and i couldnt say anything i wanted to say, instead what came out was this "no way! me too well i don't have a crush on me if i did i would be weird not to say you have bad taste in mm" he cut me off by shoving his lips onto mine. I.