"Thank you, Kitten," praised Bianca. "Did my sister tell you that was whatI needed?" No Mistress." She smiled shyly. "Mommy put me through this same c...urselast year. Are we going to the stadium bleachers?"Bianca grinned with pride. "No sweetheart. We are going to theAdministration building. We have more natural obstacles there to learnwith." She turned to Chantilly. "And have you had Tea Service Boot Camp aswell?" No Mistress." She curtsied."Very well then, Mika you will assist me in training. . I went back to his room," she said."Obviously I know that," I replied."I'm so sorry. It won't happen again. I just, I just had to finish it. I was so horny after jerking you off and just everything, it was just a lot to handle." I know." Please don't be mad. I understand if you are, but I'm so sorry." I honestly don't know how I feel," I admitted.She got on the bed with me. I didn't want to look at her, I kept my head straight as she rested her head on my shoulder. She was cuddled up against. She said wait. She stopped and got on her knees. Opened her mouth and I already knew what that meant. I exploded right on tongue it felt like forever as the cum jumped out of my cock. She swallowed as much as she can. She got up and wiped off the rest of the cum on her chin. We walked out the dressing room together after that and she put the jeans back. We giggled as we were walking out. She went to Fredrick’s of Hollywood and picked up some stuff but that’s another story. We got to the parking. “Jan,” I say, moving my hand away from her husband’sstill erect penis. “I’m so sorry. I had too much todrink.” I roll over and sit up, pulling the sheettighter around my nakedness. I am aware that Carlo issitting up beside me now, making no attempt to coverhimself as he lights a cigarette.“It’s okay, Mom,” she says, a tint of withheld gigglescoloring her words. “Carlo put a little something inyour drink when the two of you were at the.