‘That’s art baby, that’s art.’ - was what he’d said.She’d pretend to be different, to be the responsible mom - but for all her good intent...ons she wouldn’t be able to help herself. She’d have me out back somewhere, maybe the janitor’s closet, slouched on a slightly broken chair with my legs spread as she voraciously sucked on my clit and told me in impassioned groans how beautiful it was to see a young woman with such flared labia. And then she’d beg me to cum for her, and I would.I couldn’t. "Mina dear," Anne said calmly in her employer's firm voice, "I think it istime to do something about your boy's deep voice. I can't possibly look atmy dapper female domestic and at the same time hear that deep baritone'svoice."Mina looked instantly concerned and worried.Her employer being a psychologist by profession picked her reactioninstantly."Now, don't get panicky dear girl." She always enjoyed calling him 'hergirl' and she knew he liked it too."It is not an invasive treatment of any kind,. Make her beg for more. Then when you’re done, tell her I know about it and that I don’t give a damn about what she thinks. And that I know you’re mine. Mikael might be upset for a little while, but he won’t quit skating with me. So tell her ‘yes’ and then fuck her silly!”“Katt, calm down!” I counseled strongly. “Isn’t that a bit of an overreaction? She seems like a nice girl. She’s young and her boyfriend just moved 8000 kilometers away!”“Well, if she really wants to have sex with you, that’s. Peach colored cotton panties with matching demi-cup bra, thick white stockings, light red pleated skirt and white off shoulder blouse. “I’ll get the red cardigan to wear over this afterwards,” he said, smiling. Feeling better already, he stripped out of his sweatpants and T-shirt, chucking them into the basket, and slipped into what his body craved most. His panties slid up his smooth, shapely legs, hugging his round butt perfectly. He deliberately pulled it higher up on his waist so that it.