Shesubstituted words for actions and put her arm roundNeltitaca’s waist. The young woman reached down andrested her hand on Lorena’s shoul...er and they continuedin silence. But after a while Lorena had a burningquestion.“So is Xaltocan your Fathers name or your marriedname?” she asked. “It is the name of my mother beforeshe married my Father, I could not bear to use the nameof my husband but if I used my Father’s name then myhusband may find me if he comes. Then she restored her outfit. It was obvious the outfit was designed for no underwear. I was really boggled."Mom, your are very sexy and your outfit is very hot, but I do not see why you want to wear it around guests," I said, trying to think of something meaningful."Never mind, Nick," mom said. "It's okay."The guests went nuts over mom's hot outfit."Nick, you see, this lunch is a couples' activity so we can't have you with us," mom said apologizing. "If you want to be a sweetheart you can help. Unlike me, he wasn't leaking much pre-cum, but was moist from the heat. The skin was surprisingly smooth and supple, with faint steel like hardness underneath. I began stroking him in earnest and finally, after what must have been minutes and minutes a clear drop of liquid appeared at the tip and stayed, budding enticingly at the slit. I automatically scooted closer. Suddenly, there was a rhythmic, metallic rapping outside the door. I froze. The drop remained. The noise continued. "That's jut. . I went limp and layed on her kissing her tenderly now and whispering in her ear how wonderful it was, how not to feel guilt, she was blackmailed into this back now she was my property, my private fuck slut like her daughter, and did she now understand why her daughter was my submissive slut... she said "oh yes, I understand, and although it is so wrong and I will feel guilt, I will pray, but I loved it and want more, help me, but I want more!" I smiled at her and as I pulled out I noticed.