I wish to God that I had had that kind of courage when I needed it. That girl may be my daughter, but right now, she is my Hero!" My thoughts exactly,...pet. Listen, I need you to examine her. You have a calming effect on her it seems. If she gives you too hard of a time, yell for me. If I tell her to lay still and let you look her over, you can be damn sure, she will. But, she really doesn't need any more mind shit from me, right now." Maybe, Maybe not, Sir. That girl puts you pretty high up on. "Welllllll," I acquiesce, "maybe a little." Did you think about . . . . . this?" His now wet finger left my trembling lips to find the bud of my anus, caressing it lightly."Oh, my, I've been thinking about THAT for a long time," I admit. His finger went back to my wetness, dipping and weaving around my labia, tantalizing and collecting moisture. Then he returned to my back door, taking moisture with him, painting it as if he were . . . . oh god, was he priming the pump?"Yes, you said you had. Serena was powerless to refuse and moved her hand up and down with his. Robbie removed his hand and she carried on rubbing him, loving the feel and the hardness of it. Robbie reached up and opened his mom's dressing gown and exposed her breasts and could clearly see how large and red her nipples were. He squeezed and pinched them and Serena closed her eyes as she wallowed in the pleasure. He merely said, 'Fuck me mom.' She knew it was wrong, she knew she would regret it afterwards but was. She gave him a sly looking grin as she guided his hand up under her business blouse.“You wear a cupless bra at work?” he asked, feeling her bare breast supported by the soft fabric.“Just because I have to cover up at work doesn’t mean I can’t wear a sexy bra or panties underneath. I love how it gives the illusion that I’m wearing a bra, yet showing my bare breasts through the thin material of my blouse. An extra button left undone and a little lean forward gives special customers a little skin.