She had asked my to put sunblock on her and of course I agree to help. When said yes she proceed to hug me in thanks, and then took off little clothes...she had on. “This isn’t too uncomfortable for you is it” sh asked. “ I mean I am your best friends mother and all, I hope you don’t mind see me naked. It just I don’t want tan line just a nice even tan.” I quickly assured her that I was ok (way more than ok rather) with it and finally got to rub down her perfect body. Her tits were nice and firm. You’re not a pedophile, you like women. You just love the thought of such an innocent little girl.’ I thought to myself as I looked over her shape once more, and finally, at her face. Her eyes had a darkness in them that made me recall the numerous taboo acts she had committed. I could think of nothing but the number of cocks that had made their way through this girl. ‘Would you like some coffee?’ I looked at her and cocked my head slightly. She let out a simple nod. ‘Any particular. The car was a black Bentley, opulent luxurious, and chauffer driven, it swished through the traffic smoothly and quietly, they were soon at their destination a slaughter house on the upper town outskirts. They swished into the car park and were met by the hooded cameraman; he filmed their arrival and entrance to the office reception, refused the offer of the car waiting then secured the massive gate behind the departing car, before he passed the camera to Simon. The cameraman approached her. "Incidentally, did you know Heather's place also has security cameras?"An expression of alarm crossed his face, causing her to smile wickedly."She can monitor all the rooms at once, and she can record a whole day.It's really quite something to see. She sent me a little video thismorning. It's you doing her laundry." She clicked the final lock on hisposture bar. Cecilia stared at the floor nervously, acutely aware ofhis helpless condition. Mistress Tate lowered his bra straps to hiselbows,.