He slowly lifted it and kissed her hand.“Your skin is still so smooth. I still don’t believe you’re the mother of a boy. You look like you’re ...n your late 20s,” he said and kissed her hand again. Mom was still blushing. He kept kissing her hand. It was awkward for me to simply stand there. But he had forgotten my presence already.“Stop it, sir, I’m a shy woman,” mom said.“Really? I love shy women,” he said and let go of her hand.“Can we talk about my son’s marks now?” she asked.“Oh yeah, sure.. NAMED THAT CAUSE I LOVE THE PUSSY BEING KILLED.....LOLI SPREADED MY LEGS APART ON THE CAM AND INSERTED KILLER INSIDE...NOW KILLER IS LIKE 10 INCHES OF HARD DICK...NOT LIKE THE REAL THING BUT KILLER WANT GO DOWN.....IN AND OUT I WENT AROUND AND AROUND MOANING WITH SHEER PLEASURE WANTING MORE AND MORE...TRYING TO NOT HURT MYSELF....FASTER AND FASTER I WENT..STARING AT MYSELF ON THE CAM...I GOT SO EXCITED JUST BY LOOKING AT ME MAKING LOVE TO MYSELF..I STARTED CUMMING AND CUMMING AND COULDNT QUIT. She was, despite her pock-marked face, a handsome female."And she signed to me for two years, indenture. Right? To work here."She nodded again, keeping her eyes down on the table, twisting her hands together in her lap."I own this place so she works it off, gets extra for, well. Now, now, le's see; I give you a quid for the carpenter an' what, six or eight shillings for the minister and all. Was it six?" Yes," she said softly."So you still owes fourteen, fifteen shillings, somethin' like that,. My wife thought that was a great idea, and two weeks later she was in Hawaii living with us for three months. Her sister was pretty and looked like my wife but her sister had bigger tits and appeared to be like a typical shy Japanese girl. At the time me and my wife both worked and we didn’t have k**s. I was in the military and she worked until 10pm most nights. Her sister spoked little English.One afternoon I came home from work and her sister was in the shower with the door open, the shower.