I stood up and walked over to him, I looked him in the eye and said I am the asshole bitch whats it to ya.He started to say something to me I slaped h...m across the face "hard" he started to cry. I told him that I was his master by right of brith.He looked sad but shook his head yes.About that time Mia and Shelly came down, coming over to me and Mia said" master can I be one of your slaves", I said you already are Mia and so is everyone else in the room.Mia and Shelly looked at me and said. ?He was being vague and Jean began to ask questions.? "Mike, how do you know when a kid isjust being friendly and when he is trying to get fresh?"? Jean had really never considered any problemscropping up in the sexual realm as she had been teaching her own kids and itnever crossed her mind.? Now Mike wasproposing scenarios where she might be confronted with unwanted advances andwhat she should do.? Mike thought itwas time for a demonstration to help their discussion.? "Here Jean, lets go the. I held her a little closer and felt her relax again. Gently I disentangled myself from her sleepy form and slowly uncovered her naked body. This was my first chance to study her. Abby's black hair was spread around her like a pool of oil, but below her thick eyelashes, there was not a hair on her body. She had no tan lines braking up the golden brown tone of her skin.Careful not to wake her I turned her very slowly onto her back. She murmured something and then breathed evenly again as she. Our bodies press hard against each other as the passion takes control of us. Her legs part as I push my leg between hers. I feel her shudder a bit as I press hard against her. And I hear those little moans I love to hear.I decide this one will be all about her. So, I begin to slide down under her slowly, very slowly, kissing every inch of her. I stop at her breasts. I spend a great deal of time kissing, squeezing and nibbling on them. All the while I feel her wetness on my skin. I know I’m.