“What happens now does not have to be a shame. For either of us.” He laughed darkly.“I don´t think you´re in any position to be offering deals... little priestess,” he chuckled, running his finger down along the streak of blood to her right nipple, circling it with feather light touch. “Your body ... your mind ... your very life ... are all in my hands right now, to do with as I please.” To accentuate his statement, he pinched the nipple suddenly and harshly, provoking a small gasp from her. And. "Now, that's what I call a real nice way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way."Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. "I could sure try," he said.Joan looked down at his cock and balls. His prick was glistening with their juices. She caressed her hand around his young, tender balls, and quickly darted her face downward. She kissed his wet cock with hot lips, then his balls."That's enough of this," she said gaily, swinging. I've been divorced for six years andhave two daughters both married. I regard myself as being extremely appealing sexually and in excellent physicalcondition for my age. My friends tell me I don't look like I'm over 40.I'm5'8", 120 pounds, a brunette with hazel eyes and measurements of 36-24-36.I'm very much an egomaniac about my body but still my sex life is limited.I have a male friend who lives in Ontario(Canada) and travels to the area threeor four times a year on business. When he does he. "Meet me outside your office at one o'clock, you're going to work this afternoon." She hung up. I raced round the house, cleaning it as best I could in the short time available. Fortunately, I cleaned it frequently, so it wasn't too bad. Then I showered and dressed. As I got to the door, I realised I wasn't wearing any female underwear, so I raced back in and threw on the first things I found. Black lace panties, matching bra and suspender belt, and black stockings. Then I realised; I was.