“Perhaps you’re right. I think you should give him a kiss and tell him you’ll make him all better.” He winked at her as she looked up at him...and smirked. “Do you think that would be okay?” she asked, completely overdoing the innocent-little-girl routine. “It would be fine.” He watched as she kissed his the head of his prick experimentally, as though making sure it wasn’t going to bite. If he hadn’t wanted her to suck it so bad, he would have laughed. She would kiss it, then look up at him,. My mother glanced again at my dick as it bobbed about amongst the bubbles and explained "Well, I was thinking... while you're here... I could wash your hair for you."I agreed and sat up for her to shampoo and rinse my hair. As her fingers ran through my hair, I felt her warm boobs against my shoulder several times which sent a tingling feeling to my groin. The smell of her purfume was intoxicating and I felt strangly aroused but relaxed at the same time. My hair was now washed and toweled dry. I tried to ask him what he meant but what came out was just garbled nonsense.He told me it was ok, it wouldn't hurt me and that it was also to make sure that I couldn't hurt him. He lifted my head and fastened it at the back of my head and then let my head lull back to where it was before hanging off the desk.Now that it was in place and I was handcuffed he went round to the other side of the desk, I felt him take each ankle and tie something round them both, he then attached whatever he had. He laughed."You have learned the game well, haven't you? I miss you being around, Son. You must come by more often. I enjoy seeing your delightful children, and I am madly in love with your beautiful future wife! It is a good thing I am already married to a wonderful woman, or you would have to watch out!" He laughed heartily, his eyes sparkling with mirth and joy. Megan blushed prettily, her eyes sparkling also. I felt a tinge of jealousy; then she looked into my eyes and I knew I had nothing.