My smile was so big it was becoming painful. She looked occupied for a moment, and then she quickly returned to my eyes, something sinister sparkling ...n them. "Tell me something. What was it you didn't want to tell me before?" "What?" I replied out of instinct, caught off guard. "Before, you started to tell me why you wanted to come upstairs, but you stopped." I looked down. "Oh, right." "Now your cheeks are even redder," she added. "Well, c'mon. Spill it!" She punched me playfully on the arm.. Granted she had been apprehensive when she saw for the first time Thomas's almost donkey sized penis advancing towards her, but once inside her body she loved the feeling, which still lingered. He was hers and she was sure that she will have many happy experiences in the future with her son, but she wished he would call her Jean. It didn't sound right calling her mum when his hard massive penis was lodged inside her pussy.His mother's attitude had changed and instead of the snarls and groans. ..I am trying to learn guitar and since you play, i ask you for lessons. You agree and we set a time for you to come over. We greet and then get down to business...teaching me how to play the damn guitar!!! We practice for a bit and then i notice what i think is a pair of silk panties peeking out of your jeans. Once I am sure, I ask you point blank if you are wearing them. blushing, eyes down..you admit it..you are wearing tight little panties! I then ask if they excite you? inside, are. There I can take care of you and teach you our ways. You can live with me so I can protect you,” Dr. Anderson said.Dr. Anderson knew that in her culture, the man-made the decisions and the woman followed them. There was no argument, no discussion. And if he said she was going back to Boston with him, that was just the way it was going to be. Not that Tika felt like arguing with him–in fact, she was floored by his words“You want me to come to Bos-ton with you?” she asked.“Yes, Tika. You see I.