" My plea was ignored and I felt my right hand being taken hold of. Another hand grabbed my head and pulled it forward until our lips met. Her tongue ...naked into my mouth and I could taste the sweet liqueur she had been drinking. Her expensive perfume filled my nostrils and I felt my resolve crumbling. Fingers pressed my hand against something warm and soft. "Can you feel how wet I am?" she asked huskily. I could indeed feel moistness. "You’re responsible," she continued and pressed my hand. Whatever happens I wish you both well.”With that, Lisa turned and walked quickly, but gracefully, away. I went straight up to my room and exchanged good night messages with Maggie. In bed my mind went over the evening. I thought it might help to meet up with Michael. I was more muddled than ever, and I thought that I wouldn’t be able to sleep until I had got my thoughts into some sort of order. I thought through what I had learned from the evening, Maggie’s relationship with Michael was at. Then I was waiting for my mom to come and sleep she came and slept my dick was free but she did not cover but saw and gave smile. Then I placed my both hand on my mom stomach and started to rub and slowly I started to insert my one hand inside her saree and I was successfully I touched my mom pussy which was covered with hair my mom did not stop me and I started rub her pussy slowly. And she gave a moan and I stopped and saw her face she was smiling a was over joy and I was not able to control. “Good,” Rick said again. “Now, Ryan, you said you were there for most of these things. Who else knows?”“The number is small,” Ryan admitted. “You have to understand, when this was going on, I was just getting started at the label. My first gig was as Liz’s ... minder. It was my job to make sure she didn’t get into too much trouble and to keep the label apprised of the trouble she did get into. I feel like shit that I said anything and I kept the reports general but...”“It’s not your fault,” Liz.