I breathed deeply and began to say something, but she started first.“Oh, this feels good. So good that I shouldn’t kiss you while holding you like...this. I would have no chance of maintaining control.”I snorted lightly and replied, “I was going to say much the same thing.”After we stepped apart, she said, “Lana, though perhaps a bit too talkative, seems a very good fit for ... this. She’s got an obvious brain that she’s not afraid to use, and she’s very quick. I think you’ve got competition for. Most men wait their entire lives for a chance like this; I could wait a couple of days.Soon enough it was Friday, and all was set. Kutwijf and I had not had sex since we spoke and I had avoided my regular homeward bound hookers to be ready for a night of battering the hymen. I stopped off at the beach for a few beers with mates and could not help but ogle the teenage waitresses, imaging what they looked like naked and sitting on my face. A day without sex or masturbation does that, let alone. He came up to Mom and place the back of his hand on her cheek, smiled, and said, "You really are a pretty woman. I find myself very attratced to the mature, full-figured female with clasic beauty and soft skin. I have always admired your urtra soft white skin and your pendulous breasts. You are a gorgeous cunt, a fucking great looking bitch, and you can control me so well. You are one strong and tough bitch. You should move in with us. Mom needs your help. I am out to make her my sex slave and. The most shocking thing was Jim’s apparent U turn. He had never shown regret in his entire life, why he should start now was beyond her. However, with a growing sense of interest, Kim pressed play.Jim appeared on the screen, but it was not the man she remembered from only a few years ago. This Jim had aged. He looked pale and thin and was sitting up in bed, surrounded by a bank of monitors.?Hello Kitten,? the new Jim croaked. Reaching for a glass of water, he drank deeply before.