Cheers.” I raised my glass to his and with a clank, we drunk our wine. While drinking mine, I peeked my eyes to Elmer. Making sure that he drunk eve...y last drop. When he did, my lips smiled like a Cheshire’s. I handed out my hand, talking him to gave me the glass and asked him to clean up the table while I washed the dishes. Elmer had already laid out the dishes and was currently wiping the table while I washing the dishes when he suddenly collapsed a bit. “Elmer, are you all right?” I crouched. She wasn't overly impressed by his looks, but he wasn't a troll or anything. He was saying how horny he was getting, how hard he was getting, and would we like to get together. We said maybe we could meet sometime but probably not today because we had plans for later (which wasn't true). He persisted. He was so fucking horny and turned on by my wife that he would be very "generous" if we would consider meeting up with him. This was a new one for us, no one had ever used that approach when. This is for you my goddess---I am your son in this dream i am a short young man of only about four feet six inches tall,You being my mother on the other hand are a towering stacked wonder of nature standing a full eight feet tall your bust thrust out huge like two massive beach balls thrusting against any clothing you wear stretching your dress so tight they would swing & sway heavily as you walked ,i had yet to discover your secret between your legs ,and once i had discovered it then i knew. " Chris whipped out his checkbook and wrote out thenecessary amount. After Bella had closed the door behind him, shethought, yes, he would make an excellent sex slave! The thought oftying down and dominating his lithe young body, forcing him to satisfy everyone of her dark fantasies brought a fire to her groin she went upstairs toquench. Chris MovesIn and Becomes a Slave Chris movedhis things in that weekend and Bella wasted little time in implementing heragenda. During the first week.