.” I tried to say, but then she hugged me. I had done that before, of course, but her naked breasts made it feel distinctly different. Then she cudd...ed my cheek and looked me in the eyes again, and flashed a warm and encouraging smile. I tried to meet my mother’s eyes and I again muttered: “This is, umm...”“Kiss me, Johnny,” my mom said.I took a slight step back, although my mother’s hand was still on my shoulder when I said: “What? I’m not going to kiss you, mom!”“Oh, why not? You always were. .. all of a sudden, I felt this horrible, wrenching love for you. I still feel it. I don't know what came over me."Laura kissed the tear to stop it, and continued kissing the smooth cheek, then Sara's soft, pillowy lips. "I don't know why either. But I couldn't be happier," she murmured.They kissed and whispered and dozed this way for another half hour before Sara's physical and emotional energies began to revive. Finally, Laura got her way. Insisting that they follow the same script, she. When he finished, I was ordered to my knees in front of him. Again he turned around to get something. In his hands was an oyster platter. When he lowered the plate for me to see, I counted a full dozen. I was greatly rewarded. I was expecting a half dozen. I was fed thirteen of them by the waiter’s hand, the last two he put on a plate and I ate them bent over, with hands bound behind me, from the plate that was on the floor. €œthose last two I was told was to remind you of what you are.”. That was very naughty you know.” I lost it and started to laugh again.“Aw, I couldn’t help it. I woke up and saw your cock laying there all soft and neglected and I just had to have it in my mouth. And I’m very glad I did.” She climbed back in bed, resting her head on my chest. I ran my hand lightly across her shoulder blades and looked down into her green eyes, framed with the lightest of lashes. I was going to miss her when she went off to school. This reminded me…“Bardhini, you’ve sent off.