Truthfully, if Millington had thought he could get away with it, he would’ve insisted that all his female employees wore above-the-knee tight skirts... black patent leather high heels, and fitted white blouses revealing a hint of cleavage.Millington didn’t like anything obvious. He hated mini-skirts. He wanted women to look demure with a slight hint of horny. Thinking about being surrounded by women dressed in his favourite uniform, Millington felt himself harden. Maybe he should fuck Philippa to. After trying for several minutes to move any part of my anatomy with no success, I opened my eyes and looked back at the man who seemed amused at my attempts to break free of his influence."You're going to hurt yourself if you keeping straining like that", he said rather matter-of-factly. "Trust me. I've been doing this a long time and no one has been able to break free yet, so why don't you relax and enjoy the view", he said, looking down at my mother. "Mona? Why don't you stick that tight. "You take the cake for stupidity.Even the dumbest slut knows ya' gotta lick it first."Bastard. Didn't he know how hard this was for me? "I'm sorry," Imuttered.He grabbed my nose and pinched. "Not I, Sissie-Chrissie can'thelp being such a stupid bimbo. Now, say it and lick my balls."Sick fuck! This was going to be hell. The longest year of mylife. "S-sissie- Chrissie can't-can't help being such a stupidbimbo." I licked his balls. They tasted even more salty than hiscock. Only one of the women I. Mom blushed and I took advantage of it and kissed her on her cheeks. She remained silent for some time and as it was time to sleep, we went to the bed.That night’s hug was different and it felt like mom was responding. This time she faced me and I hugged her from the front and fulfilled my childhood wish. I put my hands on her waist and legs on her legs. I went very close that my dick was touching mom’s pussy. I kept my face near her mouth and this time and without guilt, I felt her breath.I.