"Do you like that" I said, "Yes" he replied.I moved closer to him and put my arm around his shoulders, pulling his face to one side to face me, he loo...ed me in the eye and automatically parted his lips, closing his eyes he moved round and as his face was level with mine he put his hand on the back of my head as we both leaned forward. With just a peck on the lips we kissed.As I kissed him gently he gasped, I ran my tongue up his cheek and onto his lips then back the other way, his hand was. ..my body stirs looking up her skirt amazed at my good luck thinking how wonderful to see something like this . She stirs in her chair moving her legs farther apart allowing me a great view I feel my crotch coming to life ..trying to suppress it because wearing these tight jeans and no under ware I know any increase in the size of my manhood will be clearly seen ..I look up quickly seeing that the drawer has simply jumped out of the track ..knowing I can fix it in a few seconds I sigh a little. I have an okay face. I mean I’m not ugly but I know I am not drop dead gorgeous. I can’t stop a man in his tracks when he looks at my face. And my ass is nice but it’s not the main attraction, if you know what I mean. My tits are. My tits turn heads. My tits raise temperatures. My tits can get a man’s cock hard when I do a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Okay now back to the story.I dated my first boyfriend Mike when I was a senior in high school. Yes, I started dating late but. Now I pretty much just take care of my husband…and anyone else that he wants me to take of.”I asked, “Does Yvonne belong to me now?”Mom said, “Yes she does, so why don’t you roll her over and fuck her properly.”Yvonne asked, “Do I have anything to say about this?”Mom said, “No! You had your chance. Now you are his sex toy, his fuck buddy, or his love kitten. Whatever he chooses to call you. Get used to it.”Then Mom looked at me and said, “Use her, abuse her, and fuck the shit out of her. No.