But I also wore my smoky eye-shadow and my lashes were painted, long, delicate and flirty.We moved out to the patio so we could hear each other talk. ... could see Gary at the other end, oblivious to us, talking with his friends."Where have you been? Are you mad at me?" No it's just work and Abby was taking up a lot of my time. But that's over. She went back to her boyfriend." Aww I'm so sorry, I know you really liked her." She hugged me again. This time we held each other for a few moments. Her. ? Gary was the first to enter. He stood slightlybent at the shoulders while Paula removed his pants and pulled his longhard cock from his boxers. She had the cock at her lips when shehalted, ?I can?t, Mistress. I?m sorry?I just can?t.??Of course you can, you stupid twit, but you won?t. Can?t you see thatyou are embarrassing me???I?m sorry, Mistress,? she gasped crying now, ?I just can?t do it.??Very well, Paula, you give me no choice.? I reached in and pulled herout by the neck. I. In point of fact, I was in a neutral status at present just hoping to see another sunrise without fear of ever seeing another sunset.The giggling blond with the terrible voice was almost in my lap with her tight skirt and the probable tighter girdle underneath holding in her corpulent female flesh that threatened to burst free and find new victims to devour with her decadent ways and her loose tongue. I didn’t even know the girl and I was convinced that I hated her. I hated her soft blond hair. At last, a quarter of an hour later I heard Mum's bedroom door open. I heard the click of high heels on the wooden floor suddenly stop outside my door. This was it, the moment I had been planning for months . I sat up in my bed with a lump in my throat and butterflies in my stomach. Slowly I watched my bedroom door open. The first thing I saw was Mum's right foot encased in that sexy, red sandal. Almost in slow motion, a bare, golden thigh followed. Then Mum was completely in my room and.