They are the way they are to discourage the hidden abuse. There is no abuse here. Just love. Nobody is being forced. We’re all participating very wi...lingly.”“Doesn’t matter.”“It does matter. What we do in our family is our business and nobody else’s. What are you planning to do? Tell the police? Tell the shrink? What would they think? You raised us and we turned out this way. How far would be the idea that you had something to do with it be?”Mom didn’t answer. I waited and waited and no answer. He was sneaking a glance at her bottom – firm and round with the cleft clearly visible like a seam down the tight mini - when she turned back around and caught him red handed. He looked up quickly with a blush as she handed him a casual shirt utterly unlike anything he owned. “Here, try this on,” she said, a smile rising to her lips as she pretended to ignore his embarrassment. “And …,” she continued, reaching into a rack of three-quarter length shorts. “Try these as well.” She held the shorts. A drop off her sweat just fell on my nose from her forehead. I wiped it with my fingers and placed them on my tongue. She was really salty and horny. While I was doing this mischievous activity, she caught me red handed. I was completely frozen in fear.I thought that she would yell at me and people would beat the hell out of me. But to my surprise, she just gave a frustrated look and did nothing. Now, I was in a complete dilemma and was not able to figure out that if I should proceed further or. It's not like you've gotten laid in the past year, have you? Not if you decide to watch clients have sex." Damn, Ashley, you're one giant cunt; why do you gotta break me down at every chance? Why can't you cut the shit?" Well, we're in charge here, Lindzee," Ray made clear, before spanking me. "Didn't you get that memo?" he asked, leaning on me. "I mean, what part of that isn't clear?"I bit down on my bottom lip again, and they both made me rise. His cock remained inside me, and then she leaned.