I told her it was ready. We walked down stairs both naked.I was praying she would change her mind about eating from the floor, but I could be so lucky... She sat at the table saying, "So where is your breakfast cunt?"I said, "In the pan Mistress." Well, dump it on the floor and get busy eating it. We have to get ready to go get your cherry popped." She told me.As I said, my luck is not that good. I did as she said dumping the oatmeal on the floor, I got down on my hands and knees to eat. She. ”If I did then how do I tell her. The question is if I did ask her on some pretext or the other would not she consider me a despo who had been faking to be a nice person all along. On the other hand she on her part was also in a fix and if she suggested then she would appear to be a desperate slut. It was a case of psychological dilemma.We were both in desperation as to who should make the first move and the desperation showed in the way we looked at each other. A lot of words were being said. And that I certainly did. After wiping the last drop of my cream in her sexy panties I hung them carefully back on the hook to ensure none leaked out of the crotch area.I left the bathroom and purposefully walked out of my way past her desk to return to my cubicle. While passing I winked and her and said, “I was right, you smell absolutely amazing”. Then said, “I had to leave you a thank you gift” as I continued on to my desk.Kelly immediately got up and went to the bathroom. About 15 minutes. ..CUUMM!!!...I'm a slut Mommy!...Fist your little slutMommy! MOMMY!...I'm CUMMING!...Your slut-daughter is cumming!...Ooohh...YES!!!YES!!!...Watch your slut cum Mommy...MOMMY!!!...I'M CUMMIN....."Lucy passed out as the biggest orgasm of her life exploded across her mind andbody. Lucy went into convulsions as she bounced off of the bed. If she wasn'ttied down, she would have bounced off of the bed. Lucy's mother was laughing asshe tried to keep fisting her daughter's spasming cunt. Lucy's.