The third time he saw it wouldn't be some form of kinkyforeplay he had hoped for, that's when he came crying to you," I said,"Now can I take him home?...She stood there gaping silently before she finally spoke again."No," she said, "I'm sorry, but could you come back a little later?" What? Why?" I asked."He's not here," she said quickly."Bullshit, mom, I can tell you're lying," I said and took a few stepssideway, "I can see him through the window." Stephanie, come here, listen to me," my mother. So I wanted to test it. So on which day you would like to go.She: do you think I will agree right away.Me: ya, you have to agree and see you need to lose weight for which we have met and now please don’t think to much. Or if you want to think you can think and then we can talk.She took some time and I was figuring out what she was thinking.She: nothing bad is going to happen.Me: don’t worry nobody is going to come to know what had happened.She: sure…?Me: ya 100% sure. Now at least stop. Pulling with just a little more force, the belt slides around through the belt-loops. I pull you up to face me as I kiss the base of your neck as my hands slide up and down your back, working lower and lower until they are resting upon your hips. You reach out with trembling hands and unbutton my shirt, pulling from the waist of my jeans. You slide them up and down my chest and I work my lips up and down your breast. My hands slide lightly up your back to your bra and with two fingers I unsnap. ”“Oh,” Allie said. “So she knows Mom is banging you.”“Yeah. Ms. Petrov pressured Mom to have sex with me. She has to keep pleasing her boss to keep getting promotions so she can support us.”“Our mom is a lezzie prostitute.” Allie shuddered. “Kinda hot. So why don't I get to come? I could have fun with Ms. Petrov, too.”“I don't think Mom's told Ms. Petrov about you.” I leaned in. “Ms. Petrov's a little scary. She sounds like she's in complete control.”“So she's a Domme?” Allie shuddered. “Kathy.