They were soft, wet, and pliant, spreading over hers with warmth that made her body tremble.Reaching out, Moira pulled her mother back to her and kiss...d her again. Their mouths glided over each other, pressing, tongues touching, releasing, and pressing together again. Helen pressed against her daughter with a small moan, her arms going around Moira's shoulders, her tongue now insistently seeking hers. Groaning in return, Moira pulled her mother tighter against her, their open mouths now pressed. "We got home a little after 1 a.m. and were feeling pretty good after quite a few drinks at the party. "Why don't you take off your clothes and get in bed to wait for me" Cindy requested. I happily obliged.She returned to the bedroom a few minutes later wearing a black bra, black stockings and garter belt and nothing more. No shirt, no jeans and no panties. She was a sight to behold – 6 feet tall, shoulder length blonde hair and an athletic build. I was in heaven and she remembered me. ‘Karla,’ she pulled her hair a little to get her attention. ‘You’re mine. If you don’t like it, I’ll let you go but please enjoy submission for a while.’ ‘Maybe by giving myself to her like this I can understand who she is?’ Karla thought with hope. She relented, relaxed her arm and let Mei take her unbraceleted wrist even though she felt the intensifying weight of panic pressing in on her. As the sound of steel ratcheted behind her back the meaning of ‘let you go’ sunk in. ‘Ok, but don’t hurt. I sat down beside Stacy and she leaned her head on my shoulder. ‘So what are you dreams?’ ‘I don’t have none really,’ I thought for a minute, then one hit me,’ I actually would love to have a faithful wife for once. I want to marry the most honest beautiful woman ever.’ ‘You’ll find her… I know you will.’ Stacy took her head off my shoulder and looked me in my eyes. ‘I was actually hoping I already did.’ My words slipped out before I could take them back. Stacy looked at me shock, I mentally.