He lifted the hand that was caressing her ass and slammed it down hard on his mother’s bare ass.“I’m not boring you, Mom, am I?” He slapped he... harder than he’d intended. Her bottom was still quivering from his blow; and he could see the pink outline of his palmprint on her right buttock. In the mirror he could see tears well up in her eyes. She bit her lower lip but remained silent. He felt guilty he had slapped her so hard. He kissed the back of her neck lightly.He reached around and felt at. I figured I would see what she intended to wear and then say something about it if I objected.But fate didn't give me that chance.The next sound I heard was the sound of feet going down the stairs and then the front door closing.Did Katie just leave without saying goodbye to the kids or me?My heart started to sink as I realized that Teala's visit wasn't starting out well, and that cold feeling that started in my chest last night was only spreading and getting colder.I tried to get some sleep. She recognized some of the voices from conversations she had heard in the office during the week, but they were intermingled with the laughter and lighter voices of several women.She heard one woman say, "Well, so this is our new recruit. They're getting younger every day, Sam. What are you trying to do, put us out of business."From the conversations that followed she realized that she had fallen into the middle of a full-fledged, and completely organized, prostitution ring. So this was what. Her hands trembled and she knew she was breathing heavy, very heavy. The way Paula would breathe if she, if Missy, could only possess her and hold a whip in her hand while she strapped the leather tighter around her waist, her big hard rubber dick ready for a thick pounding in Paula’s tight little ass…“In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy…”Missy froze. Her entire fist buried down in her sopping wet cunt. Her legs high in the air and her panties pulled to the side. She was so close..