I gasp sharply at the sensation: a little squeak escapes from my throat. I feel your body trembling against me. You too are aroused and excited. Now ...our fingers find the lacy edge of my panties and tug at them, pulling them to one side, nuzzling into the dark wiry hairs of my bush. Oh god – what if anyone can see my pussy hairs? Sliding down, burrowing down through my bush, catching and pulling on the hairs as they go, your fingers find the top of my slit. You wouldn’t. Ah. I feel something. However, her face had definitely experienced some kind of treatment during my absence. I felt a twinge in my pants and moved toward her, my confidence returning."When your clothes are finished drying, take them up to your room. Put your socks and underwear away and bring the rest down here to iron."What the fuck? Did she expect me to do my own ironing too?I was unable to hide my disappointment and, to make matters worse, I'm pretty sure I noticed Mom smile. Well, if not a smile, at least the. And I was loving every moment of it.I did give her two orgasms that Sunday morning. I think she expected me to stop after the first one but I wanted to try to make her as happy as she had made me. And I think I came close.We made love one last time and I reluctantly left her apartment, not wanting to stop kissing her goodbye as I stood there in my clothes holding her slim, naked body. I just didn't want to leave.But the cab was there and I went home to my quiet, lonely apartment, now seeming. As Dani has been connected to this she asked to be able to review the documentation. I did at first think it would be a bad thing but once she's done she's going to burn a copy of all the photos to a disk for us as well as giving us the tape from the recorder." What, she's recording all of this?" Jim looked around and only then did he and Jeff see the camcorder and it's little red light."Did you tell her to do that?" Jeff asked angrily."Mr. Morrison, I was advised by Mr. Heyens that I should.