Mom turned around, the back of her suit forming a small triangle of lace ending in a thong that disappeared but slightly separated her round ass. Mom ...ung her robe on the hook beside her dressing table and sat on the stool. Her back to me facing the large mirror. This allowed me to get the complete picture of mom from both the front and back. She also had a view of me standing behind her. Her green eyes never made contact with mine. She continued with her questions as she tied her hair back,. " Absolutely, my Queen," I said as I moved toward the foot of the bed, mymember still trying to escape. "I feel honored. Your skin is so softand smooth." "So is yours. That new hair remover really does the job."I began on her small feet, glorying in being permitted to pamper her,remembering her easy confidence when she had been on the dance floorwith those handsome men.She kept me at it for quite a while. Then it was time for theinevitable, a prolonged session of me pleasing her with my. If you put all their brains together, you still couldn’t get a high school diploma worth’s of intelligence out of them. All except for April. She’s the whole package, pretty and smart. That is until she gets with her family. The fucking idiots have no limits to the grief they give me.It’s generally innocent stuff, but sometimes they go too damn far. The worst was a prank call about my mother being killed in a car wreck which forced me to leave merger talks to fly home. My mother is my last. She knew that Bojana was already jealous of her still-in-progress developing tattoo because her smaller scattered ones were more normal in both design and size. In a sense, she was relieved that the Ink Master had settled on her for his artistic efforts because other girls had already been screwed, on their knees, tortured and sent off to some flesh market for a profit. They were in for a life of torment that she certainly did not want to experience under any circumstances.The existence in the.