Or three, to take me to task, bring me to heel, and use me for food in your case,” Sam shocked me with her proposition.“Wow ... what’s in this f...r you ... it sounds to me like I’m getting all of the benefits here, Sam. Another cougar in my bed, another food source ... other than my stepsisters, in fact. Power over you. What’s your ... real agenda, Sam. Let’s lay all your cards down on the table, shall we?” I demanded to know the catch.“I ... I want ... to be ... turned. Eventually. Not yet, but. After all, I had just met her briefly last night. She saw my hesitation and eased my fears."You might as well get comfortable," she said, and then continued with her conversation.I pulled off my shorts and was now naked. My cock was hard at the thought of being freed in front of this beautiful woman. My hard-on popped up as I sat back down."Wow, you must be feeling frisky this morning?" She grinned as she stared at my erection. "Go ahead and take care of yourself if you need to. I won't mind."I. Mishal: Answer me! Are you jerking off on my bra and panty?I continued jerking off without answering Mishal.Mishal: Stop it! What are you doing?Me: Look, I’m sorry, okay. I couldn’t control myself after I saw your undies. It’s normal. It’s a guy thing, alright.Mishal: No it’s not (calm voice). A guy would have grabbed me by the pussy by now. You’re still jerking off. Let me take this off…Mishal pulled the cloth which was stuck on her wet body and chucked it aside. She stood there fingering her. Dad was able to bring her remains back to the states and she is buried in her family cemetery. I saw her grave once, but the experience didn't mean anything to me. I told Dad he didn't need to bring me back. Dad had hired a nanny, not long after Mom had left, to care for me. I kinda thought of her as being my 'Mom' until I found out the whole story. Dad started dating after the divorce, but I didn't get to meet any of his dates until I was eight. One Saturday Dad told me he was going to bring a.