Along with my cleavage was the sight of my nipples poking against my dress. The hem came down to just above my knees. I reached into the small shoe bo... and took out my black strappy high heels. I stepped into them and they elevated me two inches. I never was a fan of heels,but tonight I loved them. I even wished they were higher. I walked over to the dresser and made sure my makeup, hair and eye shadow were perfect. I dabbed on some perfume and again admired myself in the mirror. I loved what I. My mother put her stamp of approval on you, and it is now official. You can't get out of what we call our cult." Cult?" Heather asked nervously."It's not a real cult, it is a group of like minded people who are more than friends. We would die for one another to protect our lives, rights, and freedoms. You are in good company. We consider the Governor of Ohio, the US Secretary of Defense, and several other so called "important" people in this group. None are more important than you and you are. Within a few weeks we had moved in and sorted everything out , my mum quit work due to the amount of money she had inherited .Me and my mum felt like millionaires we was living in a 6 bedroom house with a double garage and over an acre of land . My mum had the convertible Mercedes aswell .I was bought basically everything I wanted , my mum went shopping mad she spent thousands on clothes , heels and jewellery .My mum had botox injections and even got a boob job , she already had big tits but. She began to visualize what Mark's cock might look like. It felt like it might be at least as big as her husband's 8 inch cock. She had definitely never complained about size. She imagined the touch of the younger man and what his body might look like and what it might feel like to have him on top of her or her on top of him. She shut those thoughts down as she got to her room to meet her husband for dinner.He was dressed and ready to go, but she threw him on the bed. "I need you now," she.