‘Good morning,’ said Elizabeth, clearing her throat which felt a little dry. Why was she always so nervous when she started a job like this? She w...s sure none of the other employees felt this way when starting the therapy, though she’d never asked. In a way it was useful, it was a rush of adrenaline. Here she was, helping another family, destined to see good results. That warm feeling briefly returned, she let it linger for a moment, like an old friend. ‘Good morning, Elizabeth,’ greeted Lewis,. Ana is enthralled at the feel of him growing in her grasp and is reminded again of how much it seems as if it has a life of its own. She smoothes her thumb over the crown, amazed that something so hard can feel so very soft. Her touch flows down to his sack and she lifts then gently, as if feeling their weight. “What do they contain?” she wonders. “The seed of a man? The essence of a spirit? What is the nature of this beautiful being?” At another time these questions would have seemed more. "I've never butt-fucked my lady wife." Is that right, Barbie?" Ma called across the kitchen."That's right, Ma," replied Helen, stacking the last of the clean, wet, dishes in the wooden rack above the huge sink, and wiping her soapy hands on a piece of towelling. She glared at her too compliant husband. She suspected what was about to happen, and dreaded it."Come here!"Helen walked across the stone-flagged room to where Ma presided over the heavy wooden table. Her tits bounced invitingly. She. She even went inside and paid for it naked.Mom gave a big “WHOO-HOOO!”, and bust out laughing that she actually went out in public with no clothes on. She even flashed some truckers on the way home, and so did I, wild giggles pouring from my belly. We had a true naked bonding experience.When we got home, dad and my brothers were fully shocked that mom was naked. We kind of had a celebration of sorts, and both mom and I being naked became the norm. The next day mom told me it was time to clean.