Like every college girl, she arrived sporting dark sunglasses and a clear cup of something Starbucks. Introductions were made, hugs were exchanged, an... within a few moments she was seated next to Babs, getting her own rockstar treatment. She was so casual about everything that you’d never have guessed she was there to bang her little brother, but I was long past being surprised by the Franklin women. They were a sexy, curious, and unpredictable breed, but damned if they weren’t really cute. One. I went on with my life. The lamp seemed to have dimmed a lot since I brought it home. Now I no longer had to cover it, I would sit and watch it for hours. More than three years have passed since I bought that lamp, my depressed state was gone, I had lost that extra weight that I had wanted too. I was dating a man and a woman separately. The woman was thinking of moving in to help with her bills. The man was only there when he needed some. Jerk. The lamp was still on the coffee table, it was. But it wasn't a bitter, angry divorce. It was just a parting of ways." Yes, that seems to be a common thread these days. I am not judging you, Debra, but a lot of people anymore get married when things are hot and heavy but when they cool a bit and settle into a normal pattern it isn't as exciting as they thought it would be."I have had a lot of kids over the years who have been through their parent's divorces. Most of them adapt and move on, but a few of them bear the scars of the fighting and. Me: Her ass too, mistress.Mom: Yes, her ass is quite something, soft and round.Me: Her pussy too, mistress.Mom: Yes, it looks very juicy as well. I bet you’d like to fuck that pussy too.Me: Yes, mistress, I would very much.Mom: Maybe you’ll get lucky if you’re a good boy.Mom retrieves a key from somewhere and unlocks the restraints that are holding Adriana. We all move to the main room with the couch. I stand next to Adriana, who still can’t say much with the gag in her mouth. Despite the.