The hovering silence seemed eternal until Mick broke it with a soft question."How many?" He looked up at her with one arched brow. "How many did you s...nd this too? Or did you post it for all to see?"She tried to answer, but her voice could barely function at first. “No!” she insisted, “Not all.” She trembled. “Just…some”."Show me." he quietly commanded, as he moved away and gestured for her to open a file, that she knew she could not lie about. He would find it anyway, if he hadn’t already.. A small seep of juice was leaking from the bottom of her now widened gash. I lovingly leaned in and licked it up. I resumed my fine dining until she pushed me away and suggested that we resume this at home. With reluctance, I helped her up and into her dress. She left in her car and I cleaned up the office. I put the bottles away, placed up the table and desk and put the stool and chair away. I looked at the sofa. There was a small puddle of Ken's cum puddled on the leather. I was soooo horny.. "Now sit at the table and I'll fix yourponytail."Before I could blink mom is standing behind me brushing my hair out."That feels good mom I mean mommy I get so relaxed when you brush myhair." Yes your hair is so pretty, your sisters would kill to have long thickhair like yours." I smile hearing mom give me a complement about my hair."Looks like you're going to need a trim, you're starting to get splitends."I hear my mom and my eyes light up because I don't want my haircut. Iwant to let my hair. Her considerable bust was covered in a lacey black and red bikini, which looked just a little too sexy to be a bathing suit. Not that I minded of course. As she stood up, I could see her impressive hourglass figure, highlighted by that bikini and...stockings? Was that a garter belt, too? Definitely not a bathing suit. I felt my blood rush south as she waddled towards me, her auburn hair falling into her face. From this distance the light from the bonfire was dim, but it was enough to see her.