She raised an eyebrow."Well? What are you waiting for, big boy?"At that invitation, I virtually leapt out of the bed, flinging myself towards my mothe.... She giggled at my enthusiasm, pressing the back of one hand to her mouth to hide her grin, eyes sparkling with amusement but beginning to grow smoky with need. I lifted her over my shoulder in an easy fireman's carry, eliciting a gale of laughter as I lightly spanked her upturned backside while I took us into the shower. Not willing to wait. The name he chose, Alexander Berkman, was a rather famous anarchist in the early 1900s.”He turned to watch as the security babes began to release missy from her restraints. “He forgot that big brother is always listening on the internet. That name was flagged and its use triggered an investigation.”He helped missy to her feet and then turned back to the crowd to say, “I am sure you will be seeing more of Alex Berkman– or whatever his slave name ends up being– in the near future.”The crowd. From where I was sitting I could just about see her face and bikini top when suddenly the dark haired girl sat up and slipped off her bikini top before laying back down. I couldn't take my eyes off Jessica’s nipples. They were brown and erect and it wasn't long before she started gently rubbing lotion into her breasts. I picked up my coffee and made my way quietly to the window so I could get a better view, looking over her balcony. There I watched enthralled as Jessica continued to caress her. " Okay. Whatever. But I didn't want that pee-wee version of a cockinside me. So all of a sudden he wasn't getting his twice a week funsessions. And since he couldn't get me off with the little stub he wasleft with, I made him start to eat my pussy." In sudden embarrassmentshe clapped her hand over his mouth. "Oh. Am I allowed to say that?" It's fine, darling. My show is available only on computers, and wehave very clear notices about what the minimum age to watch it is." That's good,".