Naw, you'd never go for it." What? What do you mean?" A couple of times we've run into this same problem, the girl just can't make it seem real. so we....." What? So you did what?" Well, we gave her a little something. Nothing dangerous or anything like that. Just a little cocktail that made her fearful and just woozy enough so she couldn't resist. Then we made it real." What do you mean you made it real?" No more simulations. We let the guys and Olivia have their way with her, for real." My god,. But I thought for a moment and said, “Mom, this is a very old blouse. I have seen you in this blouse for a very long time. It will not give the correct measurements. And also, you are attending a function for the first time in the city. It should have a perfect fitting.”Mom was hesitant and thought for a while.Mom: Son, is this okay for a son to take measurements of his mom?Son: Mom, this is absolutely normal. I am a fashion designer I take a measurement of ladies very often.Mom thought for a. She sat down on the chair and lent forward again. She undid my belt, looking straight at me. She was smiling. Then she started to undo my trousers undoing the top button, and started to pull down the zip. Caroline looked up at me as she undid it ever so slowly. I caught her gaze, blushed, and looked away as she yanked my trousers down to my knees. “Now your pants Jeff,” she said, and put her thumbs inside the elastic waistband. I desperately wanted to take my hands away from my head, to stop. Once the shirt is off I suckle on those beauties. Jo is happily purring like a kitten.With the spreader bar in place I help her to bend over the Ottoman. Resting on her hands Jo happily raises her bum high and proud. She know that I won’t hurt her as she prepares to receive her six spanks. Yes she suggest 3 but knows it will be six!Her pussy is pouting from between her straight legs. With the flat of my hand I slide it lovingly over her pussy’s lips. Within seconds my palm is coated in her.