.. Something Michael had taught me and done with me... Slowly, not disturbing his session, I rolled on top of him, straddling his belly, my big breast... hanging down in his face. He tried to enter me, but I was way to up on his belly for him to reach the place he was looking for."Good morning my love, would you like me to show you something?"He let go of my saliva dripping nipple. My breasts bouncing against his innocent face, his head in my cleavage."Can't we just... just do it? I really need. ..” Jack stammered a bit, taking his time. “Well, I mean, uh, Mom’s a little, uh, conservative...”“So, the microskirt and mesh top are out, right?” I teased.“Yeah, they’re out. Something a little more conservative,” he repeated.“A nice skirt and top, medium heels?” I prompted.“And a bra? At least until we get back to my place,” said Jack.I snickered at that. “So, what about your father, what’s he like?”“Oh, he’s a guy. You don’t have to wear a bra for him.”“You jerk!” I said with a laugh.. It is a different world."Shan nodded and smiled grimly. "It's a very different world. Without police or an army, we have had to be our own police and armed forces. We have found in clearing our island of problem persons that force is frequently the only method to handle some situations. We would prefer peaceful contact and discussions."David said, "We have found that to be true also."I wanted to change the subject. "We maintain contact by radio. Many of our early leaders were amateur radio. "But I'm wet even before you appear on the screen and I often play with myself while looking at you, if you ever fancy getting together, I'd be up for it, please look at my photo and let me know what you think."I was leaning close against mum and the aroma of her perfume, coupled with the swelling of her breasts only inches from my face was making me very hard. She clicked on the attachment and then gasped in surprise at the pretty young secretary from the solicitor's. She was leaning back.