‘Stop!’ he commanded. Obediently, she complied. ‘Don’t you want me, Michael? After your father died, I needed someone to help me, to care for ...e. I thought it was you. I thought that you loved me. Was I mistaken?’ His mother seemed close to tears. His heart went out to her. She had taken his father’s death hard, too hard. ‘I do love you, mother. But, could you just leave for a moment, please?’ Obediently, again, she withdrew. How could this happen, he wondered? It had never come on like this. They move on and the tongue swirls inside my hip bones. I melt inside once more.The finger inside is gently caressing my heaven. I feel warm breath in the soft hair and my body quivers in anticipation. Then the tongue teases to either side along the natural valleys. The lips kiss and the tongue teases and prods. I thought I had melted before but now the meltdown is final as the fingers that have moved on gently spread the way for the tongue to delve into my dampness.A deep, groaning moan. I pacified her. we were hugging tightly. Love after sex was now new to me. She said she loves me now.We got up. Dressed up. She was feeling too weak to stand. I saw its 3.30 in the morning. Most of the people would be sleeping right now. I lifted her like a romantic movie scene. She was holding her arms around my neck and kissed me on my cheek. We went into lift and I pushed the button to my floor. I asked her is she is having any problem sleeping at my place tonight. She said its just she. The rest of my body was still smooth.Fresh stockings and panties in red with matching suspenders belt were laid on top of a laundry basket.I put all the dirty clothing and towels in the basket and dressed up and forced my feet back into the heels and crawled back into the bedroom.Master was sat on the bed opening a packet and placing the contents in the palm of his hand. He popped something into his mouth and drank it down with a glass of water. He pointed to the space at his feet and I crawled.