We have nothing concrete to go on concerning our coming search for Selina’s parents — yet.”They were partially facing the group as they converse.... “Jeff, I know that Selina has talked to her brother and sister, but I think...”“Yeah, I’m with you, but I don’t want to hurt our little genius’ feelings. The obvious implication would be that I thought I could find out things she couldn’t because she’s a child, and that just isn’t true.”Selina was over near the big window, practically surrounded by. ? Mistress said. ?But you're just as bad, aren't you, dirt-bag.? Mistress continued. ?Your cunt drips with need as well. You're just the same, just as horny. Now, slut-slave,? Mistress turned her attention back to Angela. ?Why don't you find out just how much dirt-bag's cunt is dripping with her foul juices.?This tirade of invective, this torrent of abuse, worked to fuel the desire between Angela's thighs and, almost in a dream, she shuffled across the floor guided by Mistress until she felt. He had never known such stimulation, never before experienced such a wild, wet thrill as the feel of his mom's mouth building up suction upon his prick, the stroking of her mobile and experienced tongue.Head spinning, his chest rising and falling as he panted, Jerry realized that she was eating his cock, that his own beautiful mother was chewing tenderly upon his shaft and licking the head teasingly. His heart pounded and his hands groped for the rich cascade of her golden hair, his upper body. “We can’t do this here in the lab.”“And why can’t we?” she asks. “It’s not like anyone is still around.” She kisses his neck as she pushes his pants and boxers, and lets them drop to his ankles.“If Kate finds out she’ll...” he starts to say before he is cut off by Jocelyn’s finger pressing against his lips.“Shhh,” she coos softly.She lets her hands fall to the bottom of his shirt. Deftly, she pushes up to his neck and trails her tongue down to his nipple. He tries to put his arms around her,.