" Well, if you play it safe, you really aren't even playing the game." That's true. Well, what's that got to do with me now?" You've been getting clos...r to God. So that makes you a target in spiritual dodge ball." I don't like this game. I'm mad at God." I can relate."With signs of life returning for the first time, "You can! What happened to you?" You."Actually raising his voice, "Hey! What are you talking about?" Well, before starting to coach your baseball team, I got into a real cozy. I could clearly see the contours of her breasts through the flimsy material, as well as the baldness of her shaved pussy. I looked at her face and for the first time I noticed she was also wearing a black blindfold. She had obviously heard me come in the room. She half whispered, “Master ?” I struggled to find my voice and replied as domineering as I could. “Yes.” I saw she recognized my voice and her face relaxed. She had guessed right. We did not say anything after that. I took off my. He grabbed his throbbing cock and aimed as the hot cum squirted out. I leaned back on my knees exposing my breasts yo him fully as the hot liquid splattered across my body. I jumped a little at the heat touching my skin over and over as he painted my petite frame like a Jackson Pollack work. Sucking his cock only made me want to feel him inside me more. I dripped with wetness between my legs as my body ached for him to touch me more.Charlie climbed down on the floor next to me. His big strong. I do all the hard chores for her. I can't even remember my Father, but I can still clearly remember the first time I ever had the chance to spy on my Mother. She was in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, with her dress up around her waist. There was no pubic hair visible. I found out much later that she had always shaved.I didn't make a noise, I just stood there staring at my Mother there like any healthy pubescent fourteen year old boy would do, when he was spying on any grown woman, Mother.