" my mother says. I still feel confused. My mother brings four beer cans, two for me and two for her. We start drinking the beer when I tell her."I to...d Bobby how fucking bored I was because there was nothing to do. I mean, I don't have to study or go out with my girlfriends. I mean, they're probably being fucked as I speak. Anyway, I went to the kitchen to grab a beer when Bobby trips and spills my beer on my fucking T-Shirt. I told him not to worry and I take off my shirt, exposing my. I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for a glass of cool water when, suddenly, I heard a long moan coming from down the hall. I stopped and listened. There it was again followed by an exchange of whispers. Then nothing. I thought I was hearing things and was about to go on my way when I heard someone say:"Oh fuck! You're so tight!" It was coming from my mother's bedroom. I could hear more whispers as I silently crept toward her room and peeked through the crack of her opened door. My. I can’t stop myself smelling her, she’s got her back to me so not many places I can get at – just where her arm pit starts – mmmmm, lovely – her gorgeous back – mmmmmm, slightly sweaty – she must have been on her back for most of the night – the start of her bum crease – mmmmmmmmmm, my favourite bit – my favourite smell, all sorts of gorgeous aromas.‘Good morning’, she says – ‘what you doing’?‘Oh just hovering, won’t be long’ – and I sniff her bum again.‘Get off you perv, I haven’t been in the. I’ve raised them from the beginning to be good little sluts. As soon as the time came, I paid for them to have laser hair removal of their pubic, underarm, and leg hair, so that their bodies would always be nice and smooth. They cried a lot during the painful and lengthly procedure (it took several appointments to get everything permanently removed), but I told them it served as an important lesson: their lot in life as females was to suffer in order to please men, and that included keeping.