. past your hips."She lifted her ass and raised her skirt to her waist.Her son gazed at her long, slender thighs, the flimsy lace of her bikini pantie.... His breath was coming in short, hot gasps."I have to tell you, Mother?" Yes, darling. If you don't tell me, I won't do it." If I tell you, anything, you'd do it, Mother?"Her dark eyes blazed as she looked at him. "Just tell me and see, baby! Ohhhh, honey, tell me what you want!" Take my cock out, Mother!" Oh, yes!"She eagerly fumbled with the. Nothing budges.She looks around again, growing bored. There is nothing much for her to do. Nobooks, no TV obviously, not even pen and paper, or apack of cards. She wanders around her little cell aimlessly for a while andeventually settles back onto the mattress, and lies gazing at the dark ceiling.Her tummy rumbles and she wonders how long it will be before he brings supper. By the time he arrives, she is bored, restless, andfamished. ?I?m starving!? she cries as he flicks on the light, but. Turning my hand you feel it molding itself to your entire panty covered pussy. My fingers sliding along the moist silky material. Feeling the heat and moisture growing as I message your lips, the tips of my fingers sliding over your tingling clit. Tracing the little string cradled between your firm cheeks. Moaning softly as my fingers press the silky material between your swollen lips. Pressing back against my hand in need of a firmer touch, rolling your hips slowly as you feel your clit. Bell pushed his chair back from his desk as the young girl walked back to his side."Mr. Bell, I have no idea how you knew just what I needed to bring that out in me. I've been dreaming of playing that part for as long as I can remember, and you made it possible." She leaned over to give him a peck on the cheek. She noticed the clean white towel that Mr. Bell had across his lap. With not a word being said, Jenny then lowered herself onto the towel-covered area. Her blue and green plaid.