That was also something Brady had gotten her to do, but instead of getting slimmer, the dirty blonde was just getting firmer and better toned. This wo...ldn’t have been her ultimate goal, but the way her son looked at her was rapidly becoming more and more important to her.Now twenty-one, Brady was finished with college and had started working a very well-paying job at a prestigious company. Having a borderline genius IQ had always given Brady an extra advantage over his friends and schoolmates.. For a moment she stopped and took at the size of his cock. Stacey licked her lips and hopped down from her vantage point, deliberately manuoevering Ryder so she had room to wriggle out of her own jeans. He eyed the unexpected blue lace of her underwear (there was so much about each other they still didn't know) before she tucked that too, into the folds of her discarded jeans. Stacey stopped herself from smiling a self satisfied grin at the sight of him, dishevelled, nearly naked, with his. Master’s request. A man in his ‘position’ should ‘have custom clothing for his slaves.’.’ Lindsey intoned, puffing out her impressive chest and deepening her voice, obviously doing a weak impersonation of her Master. The fact that the other girls laughed astounded Lacie. Many masters would beat a girl within an inch of their lives for mocking them, yet here, it seemed an accepted, possibly even common, practice. ‘After the fair where we met you, I had to take it back to Tara. Apparently these. Their denim pants were tight I clearly saw the outline of their large cocks. For the first time in my life I got horny looking at young teen boys. Kevin got up and approached the boys. He engaged them in conversation for a few minutes and then he came back as the boys walked away. “I think those guys are very handsome,” said Kevin with a grin. “I hate to admit it, but so do I,” I replied. Kevin chuckled, gulped his drink and said, “Finish your drink and come with me.” I guzzled.