"Mom...I want you to kneel." She nodded encouragingly, and her ponytailbounced adorably. Deliciously slowly, and staring into her daughter's eyesthe w...ole time, the adult woman did as she was told and knelt to herdarling daughter. She gazed up at her baby girl, her eyes shining withlove, knowing what it meant to submit to her in this way. Then motherslowly undid daughter's jeans, and lowered them slowly down her legs. Shekissed her through her panties. "Ohhhhh, Mom," groaned Sharon. It. And when she went into heat last week and I watched the neighbor's dog fuck her in our back yard, well... the thought blazed through my mind like a falling star, 'Why couldn't I use her to get myself off.'I'll admit that I'm no stud-muffin. At 15 I was still skinny as a rail and had that computer-geek whitefish complexion that you get from sitting in front of your computer all day playing video games and working on programs.Needless to say I was still a virgin. But I wanted to lay a girl in the. Before he was given his own list of inmates Marcia had to spend several days standing by the side of Jenn's bed, watching him take inmate after inmate into his arms and fuck them and suck them and be fucked and sucked by them until he had gone through that day's list of appointments. After each guy had left, Marcia would wash Jenn and redo his makeup and critically discuss each fuck-session. It was very hard work because Marcia would become unbearably horny but Jenn would not permit him to have. Not flaming red as you may think but a natural look or color but long. Again, I didn’t say anything. If she brought it up I would have questions but I wanted to see where this was going.This behavior if you can call it that, continued for the next month. Days with the same old routine and nowadays with the new routine as well as the upkeep of the new long artificial nails. My mind was spinning. What was causing the cigarette smoke? Why the change to long nails? Nothing else was out of whack..