" Mom, calm down," Adam told her, "you are showing less now than you did last year on holiday in that bikini, remember? Now, what was that bit where y...u agreed to be a slave girl and no arguing or refusing anything?" Yes, O Master," Julie told him, "whatever you wish."He stepped closer to her, arms around her, hands on her bottom, enjoying the feel of it covered by just the strip of fabric."Am I allowed to kiss you?" he asked, nervously, "and touch you?"She looked at him, suddenly aware that he. The fat wood caught quickly and the flames were soon licking at the nicely dried oak quarters and before long there was a nice blaze in the grate.You had disappeared into the bedroom, probably doing girl stuff. Or unpacking clothes perhaps. I moved to the kitchen and began to put the food away and after storing it all away I began to cook supper. I knew that you loved spaghetti and had brought everything I needed along with us to make you up a big pot. No, don't go asking for the secret recipe,. She was developing physically and had an independent attitude that would put many adults off; including me. Pat seemed to recognize it for what it was; growing up. The barbeque was a great success despite Alicia making it plain that she was only attending to humor her mother.I found Pat to be very comfortable to talk to and I thought these weekend get-togethers might be a good habit to get into. I was grateful for her company and her advice and good humor was welcome. She was an attractive. Then it was on to those abs. I'd wanted to lick and kiss those from the first day I laid eyes on her. Now I was going to live the fantasy. I spent a good five minutes bathing them with my tongue, kissing and paying homage to such a magnificent body.Mika delighted in my attention to her work of art. The fact that I was fingering her at the same time I'm sure had nothing to do with her reactions. When I'd had my fill, I slipped down to her bare pussy. I'd never tasted a woman who was bald. I lay.