Making certain not to miss a spot, my mouth centered on the line of your rear and worked it’s deeper into you. A soft moan marked your surprise at t...e bold path my moist tongue took and encouraged me to work harder. The stance made the muscles in your legs flex and with new ice cubes, my hands worked at the tension. My mouth still locked on your forbidden region, began it’s descent down your legs. It becomes obvious that your body has gone without proper attention for far too long. Each touch. "Do you remember, pet, that you needed me to make your pussy tell your mind that it was MY pussy?" Yes, Sir" Well, I know it is my pussy and you know it is my pussy, correct, slave?" Yes, Sir ... Very much so." Well, now you are going to make HIM know that it is my pussy. You are going to fuck him so hard, so that he has no choice but to accept that it is my pussy. Understand, little girl?" I never thought about it like that, Sir. I do however see how it should be so. Yes, I understand, Sir.". I was quite surprised to learn about her possible plans to have sex with a stranger. I never imagined she would be capable of doing something like that.“And where would you two be doing this?” I asked.“Could we do it upstairs in my room?”“Absolutely not, under no circumstances,” I replied.She looked crestfallen. “Well then, where, in a motel room?”“That could be expensive,” I noted.“Melissa, I’m sure I could convince him to pay for it.”“Listen, don’t make any decisions for now. Think about it. Andwasn't Clark anymore. He had been changed into a girl by an angry alienwoman. Even though I'd become used to some strange things that went withhaving a super-powered son from another world, this...this was a bit muchto deal with. Truth be told, I think Clark, who we renamed Claire, copedwith it better than I did for as long time.I've never admitted it to Martha or Claire, but I really missed having ason for a long time. I know mothers and daughters have a special bond,and I think the two of.