”“How will things be arranged? Are you going to sleep with him, or... ?”“The bed is big enough for all of us. But if you want your own bed...�...�“And you sleep with him?”“No. I sleep where you sleep. Just meet him. Are you jealous? Why are you jealous?”“I ... I like having you all to myself.”“Selfish bitch,” Rhonda smirked. “You’ll like him.”“If I don’t?”Rhonda sighed. “Okay, he’s a bit of a mamma’s boy. And a whiner. And spoiled. Over privileged. He can be arrogant.”Theresa laughed. “Is he at. "Yes," Tessa replied. Tessa rammed her mom with that strap on as hard as she possibly could. If fucking with a strap on was an Olympic sport, she'd take the gold in a heartbeat. If there was a slow race, that would be given to Valerie for thrusting her rubber dick in and out of her daughter's pussy. All throughout Valerie's sex sessions with Gina, she probably never thought she would be doing it with her own daughter for a change. "I love you mom," Julie whispered. "I love you too my sweet. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and thought, "Tina my love, you look like a slut, which I suppose is fitting, since that is what you have become." And then she giggled, "I am a slut and I love it."She and Bob had been married for fifteen years and in all that time she had never been unfaithful to him (although she had fantasized about fucking other men). There were even times when she had almost done it, but she never had. She was in love with her husband and she knew he would. Do you understand?" Yes... " she thought to me before kissing me on the chest and giving me a hug.Once we both had recovered from our little private exchange, we got down to business. Jennifer absolutely amazed me with her talent concerning the symbols. You see, instead of showing her how to make people think or do things she wanted, I started out doing just the opposite, and that was how to undo that sort of thing.The idea basically came from the karate classes I never personally took. The.