”“You’re being naughty already?” she asks. “If I do that for you, does that mean you’ll be here earlier than tonight?”“On second thoug...t, you keep the shirt on,” he answers with a frown.Lucy matches the frown and growls. “For the sake of you keeping your job, I’ll keep them in.” She quickly replaces the face with a smile. “How are you this morning?”“I’m fine,” he says. “I seemed to have run into your daughter.”“Have you been hanging around late at night watching us, Roman?” she asks playfully.. "I'm ever so sorry,Mistress, for not getting stuff clean enough, and promise to try harder."And just as he finished, a flash of clarity came to him. He didn't haveto do housework, he could just walk out of the house and go home. Is thatwhat he wanted to do? But his brain kicked in. He was stark naked, andcouldn't walk out like this, he needed clothes, pretty clothes, yes, thatwould make it easier to get out....Arabella inspected him, running her hands down his legs and arms andnodding in. I switched, reversing my position, his cock found my G-spot, fuck that was good. Chris didn’t know it existed. I had lost count of how many times I had cum, Claire moaned again, one of my vibrators, the rabbit deep inside her, the claw hard against her clit. Sean suddenly gripped my hips, thrusting up, oh, so deep. I felt his cock throb, then he came. His cock pulsated deep inside me. I felt his cum, hot. Pulse after pulse, as he ejaculated inside me. I sighed with pleasure. A pleasure I hadn’t. I love my mother and I think she's pretty, but I can't force my brain to do an about-face and start thinking of her in the same perverted way Jason did. To be honest with you, it's not that mom doesn't have sex appeal, she does. But after all, she's just my mom—plain and simple. However, if I was forced to choose which body part I found most attractive on my mother, I'd say it would have to be her silky, smooth legs. I'm a leg man and mom wins hands down in that department.But hey, that's just.