My mother gave it to my stepbrother knowing Dad promised it to me before he died. She did it to placate her new bastard of a husband and to punish me ...or leaving home the way I did at sixteen, my step-dad initially taking the telephone call, calling me a whore, before handing the telephone to my mother the first time I called from New York City, but I digress. Apparently Mr. Butler is not the man the police are looking for. He took my hand a second time in his and I let him, ‘Good, your hand. I looked at her with raised eyebrows and an inquisitive smile."I forgot to tell you this," she said in response, "but I stepped on a scale this morning. Guess what? My weight is now exactly the same as it was when I was in college. A little treat every now and then won't hurt, right?"I nodded in concurrence. "You're entitled to a little reward. I say, go for it."After she'd given birth to Tina a year and a half ago, Inez had had difficulty shedding the extra pounds she'd put on during the. Walking back to settee she ordered, “Clean it up.” and immediately the man used the sleeve of his $600.00 suit to soak the urine from the floor.Her foot landed between his legs a second time, “Not that mess,” she ordered placing one foot on the settee exposing her crotch, “this one.” and as fast as he could move the pained, urine stinking, crawling man started tongue washing the dampness from her crotch.After letting him lick her for several minutes, pleasurable to her but nothing special, she. Kelli no longer called me daddy, I was now LYNN, and I loved every second of it. She did my eyes with bright-blue, glitter, eye-shadow, and black eyeliner. A bit of powder over foundation on my face, and bright-pink lipstick, and I was all set. Kelli took the strap-on from the shelf and deftly put it on her hips and tightened the straps. It was obvious that she was no stranger to wearing this object of lust. I could only imagine her and her mom locked in their lustful sexual encounters, fucking.