Hmmm... let me see what u mean.I released her hair.me :so slut, tell me what all can u do.mom :look ur dad used to make me do filthy things.Please I b...g you. U r not like him.. please dont make me do it.Please dont make me do anything sexually vulgar, U r my son.I will do anything else you ask me to.I will clean the house I will be ur maid and do all those things for you, I will be ur house-hold slave but not ur sex slave.me :you whore, u would have gotten away with this, had it not been for ur. They would cover up the one feature about her that did not make me want to fuck her for hours and hours. I got her some vibrators as a special present. Including a vibrating egg where the battery was inside, so there no wires, and a labia clip to keep her lips closed so she could hold the egg inside while walking about.When I showed her the various sizes, she got out her measuring tape, ever the real estate agent, and said, OK I am 5'1 and you are 5'10". That makes you 13% bigger than me so you. "Sally shifted a bit and there was a tinkling sound. Frank had noticed something indefinable about Sally that he hadn't put his finger on as they came up. Part of it was the tinkle, and part of it was the fact that she didn't walk beside Lon... "What's that sound?"Lon turned a crooked smile on Sally. "You and Miriam have a lot in common, huh?"Sally eyed him sidelong for a moment, apparently assessing the situation, before turning her attention on Frank. "Yes, Master."Frank's eyes popped. THAT. What does this mean?! She's sat in the same seat for three months, and she just decided to switch it up today? She didn't say anything, didn't even acknowledge me, and the professor started his lecture.Five minutes went by. I was tense as hell, staring at the professor, though I couldn't focus on a single word. I could smell Kiana's flowery perfume that I was engulfed in on Friday night. But I never looked at her, and I had no idea if she was looking at me.But then, I felt her soft hand grab.