"She is horrible!" she exclaimed. "And I am sure she hates my guts." I can't for the life of me understand why," I said. "But at least I love you!"She...just looked at me, and then answered the first part of my statement. "She blames having me at 16 for the life she got. And for losing her figure, as she puts it." Well, you didn't choose to be born, did you?" I asked. "I'm mighty glad you were though." That finally got me a weak smile. "And what's the deal with her figure?" I found a picture of. Mom said she will prepare tea and after the tea we will start packing our bags. Mom was wearing a black tight track pant and a wide neck t-shirt till her waist, which gave me a clearly show of her round ass while she was preparing tea , which started giving me erection, I was sitting at the dining table, she brought the tea cups and placed it on the table, before she sit on chair , I threw a pen at her feet, she bent to pick it up, and gave me clear show of her deep cleavage. I was trying hard. .... with that i thought im going to show this horny man what a real slut is about.... i stood up in front of him still at the other side of the hide and let him look me up aand down as he kept wanking his now throbbing cock.... i loved feeling his eyes on me, i turned around and slowly bent over to grab my ankles revealing my smooth round bubble butt!,The man let out a little groan at the sight what was in front of him i let out a little giggle and wiggled my ass at him reaching round with. ” Faulkner’s cock pulsed, as he was sure he’d seen the wicked smile that accompanied the remark, somewhere before ... and it had his balls tingling.“Why yes Madam ... Madam?...”“Benedict ... Cleo Benedict ... we all need to pull together ... not be whipped forward individually like some beast of burden.” The curious remark, duly noted by the smiling secretary, concurred with knowing smiles by the other women but viewed with total bewilderment by the remaining males, had Faulkner fully erect as.