That way, Brandy was stuck on her knees. Finally, Bonnie asked around to see if anyone had noticed a key on the floor when the couch had been moved. T...e look of realization suddenly dawned on Brandy’s face as she came to realize that the key she’d been trying to reach all morning, which still was hanging from a string, in fact, had been a fraud. Everyone laughed when word of that little joke spread through the crowd.“I’m sorry, Brandy,” Bill said to the girl whose face was still deeply buried. My mother was wearing a tank top that hardly covered her naked pussy, and I was able to see her ample cleavage in all its glory. My cock was semi-hard, and I just grabbed my mother to give her a big hug. I lifted her off the floor and pulled her close to me. My mother wrapped her legs around my waist, and I just kissed her on both cheeks over and over again, since I was so glad that she wasn’t mad at me. My mother’s pussy was right on my pubic mound, and my semi-hard cock was in the crack of. Her legs spread as she perched on the edge and she slowly lifted the dress to reveal her pussy. Brian moved forward and fell to his knees in front of her. He pushed his face into her pubis and studied it up close. The hair was combed downward neatly and covered her labia from the bottom and rose to about an inch or so above her pussy. He noticed for the first time how small her slit was. It tucked down between her thighs slightly and was only a little over two inches long. Her inner lips did. "Amy, how long have you been here with me?" Six months, Master. Six wonderful happy months." "And in those six months have you ever known me to make a snap decision on anything important?" No, Master, you are very level-headed and you consider things before saying or doing anything." "Exactly. So what makes you think I would be hasty in making a decision whether to keep you or not?" Master, I know that I am a lot of work and a lot of trouble. I really do try to behave, but sometimes... I don't.