I reached into my back pocket and took out my wallet. I took out a business card with the words ’don’t forget to call me’ handwritten on the bac... and handed it to mom. She read, Grace Thompson, Realtor, cell phone and fax number, Manchester, New Hampshire. A little more than an hour from where we lived.Mom held my hand in her lap and leaned her head on my shoulder until we touched down at Logan. The limo was on time, and we were home in a little less than an hour. We spent some time unpacking. She smileddown at me from above."You want some Heather? Don't you wish you could run your lips aroundmy hole? Don't you wish you could run your tongue in my slit so youcould feel the juices drip into your slut mouth?"She moved above my head and squatted over my face."Awaken!"I rose my head up and drove my tongue into the hole above me."Stop!"I continued to lick as I needed it badly."Heather slut, stop and lay down your head!"I returned to the floor."Do not lift your head again!"I didn't realize. Pool, dinner, TV, and bedtime story for Haley. A long, pleasurable love-making session with her mother and then buckle up to see what new and imaginative torment Luther’s fertile mind had managed to concoct for me today. Veronica always being incredibly supportive and understanding, cuddled next to me, and comforting me as I experienced the full range of highs and lows.Not surprisingly, Luther seemed to be putting the game higher in his priorities than his business. Jill seemed to have been. What a horny slut I am. Jenny hated to end but she needed a bath now after panting and slopping her creamy wetness on her bedding and herself. she had kept her first vibrator at the back of her bedside drawer but 12 inches was too big to fit there. She wold have to clean it and hide it in her clothing.She was mystified who her benefactor might be; it could not be anyone of her friends at the Ann Summers gathering she had only gone with one colleague from work and knew no one else and these were.