” I said as I began rubbing lotion on his chest.“Mom! Please!”“Okay, okay,” I said as I took the towel away from my lap, and draped it acros... his hard-on, knowing full well that in moving the towel, I’d be exposing my hot wet pussy to my son.“Mom! Your bathing suit!” He said staring at my gaping pussy.“Yeah, it does that sometimes,” I said dismissively, acknowledging that my big thick hairless pussy lips were hanging out. “I told it doesn't fit right anymore. Can anyone see?” I asked.“No, but I. "So, Charles," said Sarah relishing the name on her lips. "Is this engagement that my parents have arranged agreeable to you?" Indeed it is, Sarah," said Mr Kingston. "You are indeed, as they say, a 'catch'." And you are indeed a man of wealth and distinction, Charles," said Sarah. "And on other matters: I have heard that you are also a man with a record and a reputation..."Mr Kingston chuckled good-humouredly. "So, I've been caught out, Sarah," he said with an irrepressible grin. "You know. I called his name and he looked up at me with such longing and fear and sadness that I had to satisfy him and I knew he was going to be the only man I would ever be able to satisfy me. I took the remote and turned off the movie. I leaned over and gave Paul the softest kiss on his lips. He responded slightly but lay down across my lap and I sat there stroking his hair. We lay in silence for ten minutes and let my touch soften him and his sadness. The quietest voice broke the silence saying, " I. That's fine. By the time I'm done with him he will worship my ass. He shall pray every morning that I wear tight pants or a miniskirt. And if I feel generous I will bend over just at the right moment...Stop daydreaming, Veronika! My mind always wanders like that. Back to the pervert across the street. I'll give you something to watch. I take off my bra. That's all I am wearing anyway. So what do you like? Tits? Ass? Let me start with my tits. I caress them first, then I squeeze them. What.