But that wouldn't change anything. I don't really know what to say." "Honey, I want to ask you a specific question, and I want a specific answer," sh... said. She was silent for a moment, and then she said: "Do you believe or think that i****t is wrong?" Mack thought for a moment. He decided to be totally honest with her. He instinctively felt that it would be best if he were completely honest about how he felt. "No, Mom, I don't. I don't think or believe that i****t is wrong. I don't. X.I. t-shirt and her flip-flops. The soft pocket between her legs was still a bit steamy; her smooth naked skin still tingling from the massage and the sexed-up ministrations of a girl she now knew as Anne. Outside the first door was the spa lobby, then the doors onto to the parkway, then the door of an Uber with a cool driver waiting. Tricia took a deep breath. Ditch the flip flops, she told herself and just stride right through, into the Uber outside on the sidewalk. Just like a rock. She got youhere. All you need to know is that she works for me. If she tells you todo something. It is because I wanted it. I told her what to do, youbetter listen to her. What she wants you to do is what I requested. Doyou understand?" Johan demanded."Yes Sir," he replied."Good," Johan smiled. "You better not give her any more trouble. You willdo as she tells you. It is what I want." Then he picked up his suitcaseand walked out.This was it. Once she did this, it was irrevocable. It could. It's not my intention to embarrass him, and I reassure him he isn't doing anything wrong, it's just a normal reaction to what he finds sexually attractive, he smiles shyly as I reach for him, he snuggles his head against my breast, the tip of my nipple brushes against his mouth and just as he's about to take it into his mouth I get up, taking hold of his hand I tell him, lets make lunch! So the afternoon turns into evening, and as the day stretches on the scent of my sex grows thicker in the.