"He been my father, teacher and mentor ever since my father died, I was 10 years old at the time," he started, "are you sure you want to hear this?" Y...s of course I do," she replied, "but first I'll fix you some soup."He laid down and closed his eyes and slept. When he opened then again he was there."Hi son, you seemed to be in the wars," said the slightly built oriental."Yes Father, what's the news?" he asked."Bad son," he put his hand on Jon's arm, "except for Honey, there're all gone." Oh my. It was Mercy madam. She said she has been watching us since we started. And she explained she is going to report it to principal. I started begging her to spare me. I literally begged to forgive me for one time. I told her I will do anything in return. ‘Anything’, she asked and I replied yes.‘Get on your knees’ she told and I obeyed. She was wearing a saree. She lifted it a bit and asked me to kiss her foot. I was shell shocked in hearing that. Then I kissed her light brown foot. She asked me. Occasionally a woman who’s lived in Europe will request that I massage her breasts. And I do, but I don’t touch or kiss her nipples. It’s all strictly therapeutic.’ ‘Victor, I did enjoy today’s massage – all of it, ethical or not. And I can only imagine how wonderful it might feel to have you massage my breasts. Are there other more sensual things that can be included in a massage?’ ‘Well Nina, I’d love to offer you the absolute limit in sensuality, a complete full body sensual massage. Like. . YOU'RE MAKING MOMMY CUMMMMMM!"Kevin's fingers danced among hers, bringing his mom to the heightsshe'd taken him to two nights before. His fingers were becomingslick with her juices. He kept jiggling that clit, his bonerthrobbing in his hand, but not ready to cum yet as he held it tight. Finally, Heather gaspingly was able to beg him to quit. Heimmediately stopped and sat back. Afraid that he had hurt oroffended her, he backed off uncertainly. Heather lay her head backagain and caught her.