His careful, upper crust accent, his slightly wrinkled business attire, his frequent calls before we even took off, and his preppy looks made it all t...o easy to imagine a variety of things with him at the center.He smelled clean and I fought the urge to lean over and place my nose against his neck during take off. Twice he mentioned taking the client out to dinner after their meeting if she was free. The hinting… The hopeful tone…Mmm, an upscale hotel with clean white sheets that smelled of. “I love you Aunt Beth, that wasn’t fair to say to you.” His voice was almost back to normal. “Would you just lean on me… just for a moment more?” she desperately wanted a moment of trust and understanding to wash away the ugliness that had just transpired. He didn’t answer but leaned down so they were cuddling next into each other. “I need to get going soon.” His voice sounded sad. “No!” she felt a flash of anger at the thought of delivering him back to his parent’s house. “I mean, it’s. It barely covers her ass and when she reaches up to put her arms around my neck, to give me a hug, it pulls up over her ass cheeks. I squeeze her ass, give her a kiss on the cheek and enjoy the feeling of her barely covered tits pressing against my chest. I can't help but wonder why I never noticed how attractive my mom was before. I guess we just don't normally think of our mom that way."How did it go with Nicole?" She asks, breaking the embrace and taking a seat at the table. I pour some milk. Princess? Cocksucker eyes? What the fuck?“Goddamn girl. I thought I was gonna lose it with Tommy at the door. Now let’s see how good you really are.”Brian grasped Kayla’s hair and lifted her head off his cock and stood in front of her.“Look in the mirror. Look at Daddy’s Little Girl on her knees. Daddy’s Little Girl is about to get a nice hot load of cum.”Kayla glanced into the mirror. There she was. The princess. Daddy’s Little Girl with cocksucker eyes. She turned her glance back to.