We could always talk about anything. We have been more like best friends, than mom and daughter. You look too good just to give up on sex, I told her....Oh baby, I havent done that, I just want men to leave me alone, until I am interested.I know what you are saying, I told her. How is your sex life? she asked me. God mom ,you wouldnt believe me if I told you. That good? she asked. Well its a lot better right now, than it was three days ago, I answered. Was that when Tom went hunting? mom asked. I think I would like a coke to drink," Rodney said to her request for his order."You spending the night in Joan's room again?" I asked after the waitress was out of hearing."She called on my cell phone and told me to invite you as well," he said with a grin."I'm gonna' pass on that one. For future reference I never crap where I eat," I said."Is that your way of telling me, you don't approve of me sleeping with Joan," he said. I could tell he was about to get his dander up."It's my way of. Now just to make sure Steve knows your for him."Picking up a marker I continued, "Since you can't tell him yourself he gets to fuck you we better put a label on you." Naturally resisting the debasement of being labeled Amy tried to pull away. Wisely though I had waited until she was fully restrained to attempt this and despite her objections I easily wrote `Happy Birthday' across her shoulders and `Fuck Me' in large letters on her stomach. "Now he knows your his present and even has a. I slid my hand down her tummy and to her trousers, carefully undoing the button. I backed away from her and knelt on the floor between her legs and slid the trousers down to her ankles, then off. My heart was racing now as I took the final step and slid my hand into her thong, feeling the smooth skin around her pussy. I ran my finger down her slit, then touched inside as she wriggled slightly. Then she stood up so I could slide her thong down and I knelt down, my eyes in line with her sweet.