Marilyn gave some consideration to leaning down there and giving his cock a good morning kiss, but thought better of it. The poor boy had fucked her s... much the day before, and she had sucked him off that once. He needed his rest, his sleep.Shoving her long legs over the edge of the bed, she stood up and looked affectionately at her son once more, then went into the bathroom for her morning shower. The spray of the water revived her, and she hummed happily while soaping her lovely, slender. There were now only a few days left, and she was terrified. She didn't mind for herself, but she knew what it would do to Pete if she were Bingham's slave. It was clear that she would be forced to attend computer trade shows appearing in the most degrading manner his dirty mind could conceive. Jan admitted that he was very creative in such things. No possible solution occurred to her. Finally, she decided to check her computer database to see if there were any people she might have overlooked. Now he's dating a glamour model. Michelle's nearly young enough to be his daughter, too. I don't know how he does it," Elizabeth answered, affectionately. "She's certainly keeping him hopping, from what he tells me." Sounds like it! What is he, nearly 40?" He's 39, and he'll insist on it if you ask him!" Elizabeth grinned. "My Kelly's 37 now, still hasn't settled down either. She's off to Amsterdam with some of her friends to visit my sister next week." Going to bring back anything... special?". You won't need to come to my house this evening, but I will expect to see you every evening, except weekends, until your behavior improves. Do you understand, Clyde?" "Yes, Miss Jones." I said. "So what are you going to do?" "Report to you house every evening until my behavior improves." I said. "Very good, Clyde. Now I will prepare you for your spanking. Please stand still with your arms at your sides." Miss Jones then unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and pulled my pants down. I felt so.