And while it was filling I covered myselfin Nair, after waiting the suggested amount of time I rinsed the Nair offmy body and face in my shower then s...epped into the bath and just relaxedand soaked.After soaking a while I got my razor and shaved my whole bodyto get any stray hairs off that the Nair might not of gotten, and in amoment of silliness I shaved my privates.After getting out of the bath and toweling myself dry I went to mybedroom swallowed a sleeping pill put on a pair of satin. Three days later, Sandra turned up at my apartment in the city. An hour later, we were in bed together." No way!" Olivia exclaimed."Your mum was incredibly sexy," I recounted. "She possessed a natural eroticism that completely ensnared me." This is MY mum we're talking about?" Oh yes. What started out as a simple fling became something much more serious for both of us. We'd eat out in fancy restaurants, stroll hand-in-hand along the Thames embankment, and then return to my apartment for a night. I licked her cleavage and in the meantime I pressed her bums and softly bited in her cleavage she made a sound. Then I sat on the floor and kissed her naval over the nightie, I rubbed my face in her beautiful thighs. Slowly I lifted her nightie and kissed her huge white thighs and then pressed my face to her triangle over her panty, pressed her clitoris with my nose,she was out of control now. Her panty was wet with her honey. I removed her nightie and made her naked within a second and me too. If she'd said she wanted to, I'd have had difficulty refusing, but I'd be able to blame my humiliation on her. Now I had no one to blame, I as good as admitted I wanted this. That in itself was humiliating.Then, she patted me on top of the head, and said, "Stay there." She disappeared into her closet. This was usually a good thing, what emerged was usually good for me, in some way. What emerged was Kennedy in her dominatrix outfit. Kennedy didn't go for the traditional corset and lingerie, that.