Beverly realized that Jason was awakening as she wrapped her hand around the naked bare head and shaft of his cock. "Mmmmmmmmmm, oh yeah, stroke me, J...net", Jason said as he mouthed his young girlfriend's name instead of her own. He was still half asleep and thought his little girlfriend was the one making his cock feel so good. Beverly decided to let him wake up a bit more before she let him know that it was his own mother stroking his hardening cock. She hoped he wouldn't be too shocked when. She smiled a teethy grin as she extended her hand. It was firm and soft, obviously not calloused by years of housework.Maggie walked the house with me, asking questions about what services were needed. Concluding the tour, at my office door, I said, "Everything but my office."She gave me a funny smirk as she panned the area and said, 'Okay, is that where you hide the bodies, Mister?"I laughed, "Of course."Normally, I hibernate in my office when they are working, but I wanted to see as much of. He almost missed his final turn, taking him off a country road and onto what turned out to be a long, tree–lined, driveway. After a thousand yards the trees thinned out and he entered a clearing. Ahead was a huge warehouse-like building; a large sign over the front door read The Amazon Combat Arena. To his left he could see a large house, which would fit in perfectly on a family farm in Iowa. Looking around the sides of the Arena, Mike could see at least a dozen small cottages.Mike parked in. And Nashan saw his Mistress’ insignia branded on it.***With no news of his brother’s condition, Jatin spent the night in fitful sleep, alternated with sick fear for his brother. Parched with thirst and aching from his painful restraints, Jatin wondered if he would be given water or even allowed to relieve himself. Nashan and Drush had passed by him several times that morning without a word or answer to his whispered questions. Jatin realised his Mistress had forbidden them to speak with him.It.