I seem to have a hard time wrapping myself around the body of these paragraphs." The way he said some of those words sent a bolt of electricity straig...t through to her pussy.She sat there looking at him for a few seconds, admiring her young lover, before she remembered that she was supposed to speak. "Oh-- Of course. Why don't you show me your... um... Work?" He grinned at her, and it dazzled her heart to see it. He would understand. He was young yes, but he was intelligent, and would love her. Bob moved his hands down Koen's chest to the top of his string-tied shorts. He placed his hands on Koen's naked hips, and slowly lowered the shorts. Koen's dick hardened under the material and pushed against the fabric. As Bob pulled lower, Koen's hard boyhood was angled down under the shorts until the shorts were pulled down so low that the rigid boy flesh sprang up hitting him on his soft belly. Bob took the five inch shaft in his hand a gently pulled back the loose foreskin. Koen moaned in. You shall call me mom. So you need to learn quickly to be a good girl. Understood?” As i laid with my nails getting painted in the couch. I nodded eagerly at her. “Yes of course Margret. I wouldn't disrespect my own mommy” She laughed. “Haha. That's my good girl” She was done with my toe nails. And they looked so cute. After that i sat up and she did my fingernails to. And it looked so good. “So now for an outfit? What do you think yourself?” I looked around and saw some tops with lace. Mmm i. The rest is history of course - we havecornered the market now, and although most of our inventory ismanufactured overseas in cheap-labor countries, we have "TheName", and of course, that's what counts today. So, we importdresses that cost us maybe $2.50 to make in our Indonesianfactory, and we sell them for $125 and more to the smartlydressed expectant mums of the USA.In fact, my father Vince was overseas in Indonesia right now,checking the New Season's Fashions, so I've been taking thingseven.