" No we have never met, but I know quite a bit about you. I know your mother intimately. I'm here as an envoy to straighten out the past if possible. ...ould you talk to her if I got her on the phone for you?" Seiena sat down behind her desk looking stunned. I waited for her to say something."It has been twenty years since I have heard her voice. The last time I did, it wasn't pleasant. You're sure she would talk to me?" I think she might." I rang, and even though it was earlier than I had said I. My eyes ran up and down her body taking it all in. I was standing in the dark and she had no idea I was ogling her. I realized this was so much better than the pictures I was looking at in Playboy. It was real and someone I had actually spoken to. I stared as she ever so slowly and carefully took her stockings off. It as if she was caressing her legs as she slid them down over her thighs, calves and ankles. I was fantasizing that it was my hands feeling her smooth skin. My cock was as hard as. Issy smiles knowingly since she picked this front latch bra for the very reason that John can unhook it ever so easily. Then Issy slips on the almost not there delicate panties with string ties at the hips and tiny triangles of white satin fabric front and back. Issy turns for a side view and checks her ass. My god, it is a great ass she thinks to herself and hopes John is an ass man. If so, John is in for a treat Issy chuckles as she takes in the view of the firm tight rounded form of her ass. She took a large washcloth and began to wash his underbelly again, this time, paying closer attention to his growing member. She cupped his sack, holding it tight, and started washing his hanging member gently. She had pulled an empty bucket under the horse, and was sitting on it as she washed his penis. I watched in fascination, as she now grasped his penis with both hands and began stroking him. He whinnied, shaking and turning his head around towards her, as her stroking started to have an.