He caressed my hips and thighs as he admired how well the panties fit me. Daniel instructed me ' ... Yeah, that's how my Bitch is to look when I come....Now get me undressed and kiss your snake let it know how much you miss him! ...' Daniel stood and I undid his belt and pants, I reached down and removed his tennis along with his socks. I then took hold of his belt line and lowered his pants as he stepped out of them. Still on my knees I folded his pants and placed them on the floor by the bed.. Had she messed up a good professional relationship? Hardly. That did not involve going to hockey matches or turning down supper dates. So had she mucked up a developing friendship? Again she did not think so. Their parting had been friendly and her excuses while not entirely true had been valid. So why had she made those excuses? Gerry was fun, intelligent and seemingly decent. She also had to admit that she found him quite attractive in a funny sort of way. He certainly was no Adonis with that. ..”“I’m not going to tell anyone, Mikey. I was just curious.”“Why?”Liz shrugged slightly, “I don’t know. It was just something I asked.”“Fourteen,” I replied, then added, with a smirk, “including a threesome.”“Holy shit!” Liz gasped. “No way! My brother the ‘straight arrow’, ‘goody two shoes’ nerd has been with FOURTEEN girls? And had a threesome! Jesus, Mikey!”“I’m not sure it’s something to brag about,” I replied. “In fact, there are times when I wonder how I let myself get so out of. Then I blew warm air into it and whispered: “I’m going to call you ayaethi (mommy). Do you mind?” She replied: “You have a strong fixation for mother. Yes, you can call me ayaethi.” I said, “Fine. Will you also say ‘poikani, (my son), olet minum poikani (you’re my son) when you breastfeed me and fuck me?” Helen smiled, placed her hand on my bulge between trousers and said: “Yes, olet minum poikani, you are a good motherfucker.” My excitement increased. “Ayaethi, please undress me.” As Helen.