I sat there looking at her for what seemed like an eternity. “Well I’m glad my son thinks his mom is hot,” she giggled. I had been lost in how s...xy she looked I forgot to question why she was in my room in the first place. “Uh is.. is there s-something you need mom?” I stuttered. “Relax honey, I’m not here to seduce you into sex, I’m just here to talk.” I was a little relieved, but also a little disappointed.“Oh, ok then, what’s up?”“This thing with you and your sister, how’s it working out so. His lips were soft as rose petals and they gently caressed her lips, over and over. His free hand moved to the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. His tongue started to explore her mouth and she sighed in surrender.She put her hand on his shirt as she leaned into him. His hand moved higher up on her thigh and she could feel her nipples hardening and pushing out against the confines of her bra. He broke the kiss just long enough to pull her shirt up over her head and gaze hungrily at her. "Tracy tried to spin on her red pumps, but instead her ankles buckled andshe barely prevented a fall by grabbing onto the countertop."Tracy?" Renee asked again."I'm fine, I'm fine," Tracy insisted as she hobbled away on the shoes sheused to walk so well in. "See you later!"***Doug didn't actually have a call scheduled, but one came in anyway whileTracy was gone, and he instinctively picked up the phone, pressed theright buttons, and in a soft but efficient voice said, "Doug Watson'soffice. May. She asked for the handcuffs but instead I fitted her with cuffs and a collar so her hands were held at her throat, I bagged up her own cuffs and the underclothing, and together we set out a little slower this time for the pub in the village. We had just shut the gate when the carter boys appeared, more sure of themselves now they stood in the roadway watching us approach. She smiled at them, other than her legs there was little for the boys to see, an arms-length from the open-mouthed lads she.