"So, did you accept my apology?" Zoey asked."I guess so," Lance teased. "Despite what happened over the weekend I hada pretty good day at school. Oh -...I was curious. So, who did you get toclean the kitchen? Dad complimented me several times on how clean itlooked. The JV Soccer team?" Who did I get?" Zoey laughed. "I did it all by myself. On my hands andknees."Lance laughed too. "Wait - Zoey Sellers - manual Labor?"Zoey smiled at Lance. She looked at his smile. She missed seeing that."Yeah, go. I mean I really did feel that way, appreciative. And it can be submissive without being slutty if you just work to make it cute and pretty and feminine. I think the guys understood that too cause then I heard more hoots, laughter, shouts and some BTS singing. And I could see that Jevon enjoyed it, which was nice and gave me confidence. As he turned me he reached in his pocket and took out the panties I’d worn the day before, the panties he’d taken for BTS house after fucking me. It’s one of. Strange as it may seem, that whole time we had been fucking we had not kissed. But now that we caught our breath and settled down to the afterglow and consideration of the aftermath of our royal rutting, the raunchy romp mother and son had had. We looked at each other and in mutual emotional attraction began to kiss, and French, and make lip locks and tangle our oral digits like squirming snakes. Now, we couldn’t get enough of each other’s mouths, they popped all over one another’s face,. Just say ‘blue’ and we’ll stop right there. I want this to be fun for both of us.” “Yes, mistress,” I said without hesitation. It seemed the right way to address this delightfully stern woman. “Excellent,” she grinned, looking very pleased with my choice of words. “So I was right about you then. God, your need to be dominated was calling out to me, you little slut.” The sultry, dangerous edge to her voice was back and I felt myself slipping deeper into my submission. I felt safe in her presence.