.. "What do you think young one?" I'd like that Uncle Jason," she replied with a laugh. Then the smile left her face and a look of ... well fear repla...ed it. "Oh my God, my mother just walked in. I told her what I was going to tell you; she said she was worried about your reaction. I'm sorry Jason I didn't expect her to join us."I stood and turned to meet Kathleen's mother. Mother? I don't think so. Maybe an older sister; this couldn't be the mother."Mom, this is Jason; the man I told you. His right arm continued to embrace her while his left brushed the hair to one side of her head enabling him to plant several tender kisses on the back of her neck. She purred softly as his kisses trailed along her neck and to her ear lobes. His right hand moved up to cup her firm breast and he squeezed tenderly. Still kissing and nibbling the soft flesh of her neck he slipped his left hand between his body and her backside softly caressing her arse cheeks through the silky feeling material. She. "I'm Becca." Her American accent was a littlejarring, and unexpected. I smiled at her."Hi," I said, nervous as a kitten, "I'm Oliver. You can call me Oli."She smiled at me and shook my hand, taking it in the very lady like wayMr. Wallace had shown me. "You are starting at Wentworth?"I nodded. "Yes. I'm very excited. I can hardly contain myself." I shookmy head at her, smiling broadly."Well..Welcome. I'm finishing up; it's my last year, then off toUniversity," she said her broad white smile. "Come here slave, and serve us," said Lea. "Don't spill anything or you'll be punished by receiving no orgasm this night."Ken could feel Jane's dismay as two wine glasses and a heavy wine bottle appeared on the tray. She had to lean slightly back to keep everything level and the extra weight tugged on her nipples even more. The glasses were filled to the brim and while she had been in very high heels before, this situation was a bit different. After the things that Ken had done to her earlier.