‘You vill come down, vash up and zen prepare zum strawberries and cream for me.’ I wash up her dirty plates as best I can. ‘It is not good enoug.... Put your arms by your side when I address you?’ She slaps my left cheek hard with her right hand – it stings. ‘Now prepare my food.’ I do as she says – I expect her to be cross but she isn’t. She consumes the dessert in front of me. ‘It is nearly time for to go but I must examine your body for bruises and then photograph it – I vill not show your. Me: That’s it.She: I run my hands down your sides.Me: Go on.She: I push my breasts together, enhancing my cleavage, as I toss my hair over one shoulder. Then, in one swift move, I unclasp the back and let my top fall away.Me: I love seeing your nipples harden. I reach out to trace each one. I spread your legs as you stand and thrust a finger into you.She: Gasp and tug your hair. Naughty man!Me: I add a second finger as a pleasurable punishment.She: I lean my head back and moan as your fingers. Her shapely ass and tits were hard to miss and gave us both a perpetual hard on most of the time.We used to closely notice mom’s cleavage every time she bent down to clean the floor. If one of us saw mom’s treasures, we would nudge the other and point to mom’s sexiness. Many times, we even peeped into mom’s room when she was changing clothes as well. Although we were lustful towards her, we never acted upon it out of our fear.I was soon done with college and found a job in college placements.. She kissed her face and neck. Slowly moved down, kissing her chest and her beautifully developing breasts. She gently took each nipple into her mouth, sucking and nibbling on it. Tiara was in heaven, she never wanted this to end. She never thought it could feel like this. She closed her eyes and enjoyed herself. But as soon as they closed, Ronnie wasn't there. Her step dad was. Her daddy. A strong man who had taken care of her when her own mom didn't want her. She pictured his mouth on her. His.