.. The house is empty with just me and my bad memories. I could use some better ones to paint over them.”“Well, let me think abo- Okay,” she gig...led. “I’ll call my landlord in the morning and let him know.”“That sounds great!” I said, thinking that I’d look forward to the company around the house. I’d missed having someone to talk to.“If you’re up for it, we can do something with that room on Saturday and you can show me around the neighborhood,” she suggested.“That’s the best offer I’ve had in. In our email exchange, he previously had asked if I preferred to be d****d or und****d. My response was although I didn't have a problem being naked around other guys, I'd strip down but keep my underwear on to keep us both comfortable. My plan had been to wear a pair of skimpy briefs given to me as a Valentine's Day present. This wasn't the type of underwear I normally wear, but had put them on knowing they would accentuate my bulge during the massage and possibly get my masseur interested in. The material struggled to cover her lower half, and every time she lifted her arms even slightly, Justin could see her matching pink lace panties."You're too sweet!" she told Justin as she kissed him softly before heading to the kitchen. Justin debated following her, but before he even stood up, he was shot down. "Don't you dare interrupt my cooking!" she demanded playfully. "I'll be out there soon enough, so your stomach and your penis can both wait!" She giggled at Justin's moans, then. Then she drew back slightly and said, "I...I need you toprove it for me, Mom. I need you to prove to me that you are completelymine," she explained softly. "Mom...I want you to kneel." She nodded encouragingly, and her ponytailbounced adorably. Deliciously slowly, and staring into her daughter's eyesthe whole time, the adult woman did as she was told and knelt to herdarling daughter. She gazed up at her baby girl, her eyes shining withlove, knowing what it meant to submit to her in this way..