I began to slowly massage her lower back, fully aware that any moment my mom will call it off. But she didn’t. Instead a moan escaped her lips. It w...s a feeble moan, but loud enough for my ears to detect.She was getting turned on.I continued massaging her lower back and moved to her waist where I pressed and pinched her slightly. The way we sat my dick was touching her ass. With all these movements I got a raging erection. So I decided to try my luck and pressed it on her ass gently. She didn’t. She goes downstairs tentatively, unsure about exactly what to do. On the door mat there are letters.Jennifer McEwan knew all about letters. She sent them. She read them. She sorted them. Some for her. Some for Joe. Some for them both.Since Vyera has returned to England, there had been such a lot to get used to - like what to do with letters? Vyera never received letters - who would write to a slave? Instructions and tasks were a different matter. They were an every day affair, but letters?Vyera. Me, being the immature snobby kid I was, started to make fun of the kid. My brother, who is 4 years older than me, told me to quit and called the kid over. As the kid rode up on his bike I actually tried being nice and we actually became good friends from that day on. I found out his name was Tj and he had just moved to our town as well and didn't really know anybody. A few years had passed and Tj and I were now best friends. Every summer Tj would basically live at our house. One day, when Tj. Now, Mommy is going to rub some cream onto your ass to soothe it.We want to keep those cheeks nice, soft and sensitive,now don’t we?” She giggled, and stroked my hair as I lay still, weeping quietly into the bed as Mom got some cream and started gently massaging it into my ass. It burned lice ice at first, but soon I felt the pain start to subside slightly. For the rest of the day I followed Mom around the house, still naked. When she decided to sit in the living room and read, I lay on the.