Then we slept hugging together. And mom didn’t make many moves. I think she expects a move from me. So I thought of an idea, even make her more crav...ng for sex.The next morning, as usual, she woke up early. When I woke she was preparing food in the kitchen. I came to her and hugged her from behind. “Mom, I liked the kiss yesterday night. Can you kiss me again?”Po: Sure son.I hugged her this time and kissed her on the lips for almost 5 minutes. I grabbed her ass above the saree. She hugged me. .." Yes?" Frank waited patiently, his cock surging a bit in his pants."To, uh, whip me," Cherrill finished. "I want to go to Michael tonight with scars on my body – to show him how much I love him. You know?"Frank thought for a moment, then decided. If Cherrill was that serious about defacing that smooth, curvy female flesh, then he wanted to make sure she meant it – before he touched her with his razor-tipped bull whip."How much pain do you think you can take?" he asked. "A bull whip is pretty. . he couldn’t help but picture Emma in light of this new information.He had an absurd desire to run his hand between her soft and rounded thighs, to explore what he found there. He imagined Emma moaning as he caressed her body, laying next to her naked form and letting her sweet scent surround him ... and he shivered.“You okay there?” Emma asked him curiously.“Yeah.” Jason said shortly, looking at Emma intently. She flushed slightly, and gave him a small smile.“Good.” She said, jostling him as. They were undocumented and worked about as cheap as a man couldwork. Plus the guys who came up to the work centers in their dirtypickup trucks to hire laborers knew they wouldn't have to withhold anytaxes on them or pay them for overtime. I guess I can't blame the Mexes.Many of them had families back in Mexico who needed to be fed any waypossible.The Christmas season helped a little bit. People tend to feel sorrierfor the down and out during the holidays. So supplementing my meager daywages.