She checked herself in the mirror feeling the wetness between her legs already the anticipation.Knocking on his door, she could hear her heart in her ...hest, she knew at any moment they could be caught by his wife, his k**s or friends but she couldn't help it she wanted him. He opened the door grinning widely, he pecked her cheek as she entered, following him into the kitchen nice to see you he said, seems ages she hoovered near the breakfast bar, well you know she said time goes, licking her. My thumb gently brushes over his hand but he makes no motion to return this affection, my tears are falling down my increasingly cold cheeks and he makes no move to brush them away. That dark skinned woman is standing over my shoulder now her hand is resting on one of my slumped shoulders, and she speaks. The man does not take notice to this stranger in his bedroom. “It’s time now…” I remove my hand from his and turn my head to look at her. Breathing in another breath, not out of need anymore. " Now who is being a naughty boy mmmmmm? You want me to do all the housework in the nude with you watching me whilst I have to bend over, kneel down or stretch to do things? See my boobs quiver as I'm walking?" Yes Mum, I just feel like watching you move around, but you're not allowed to touch yourself. I want you all turned on and frustrated." You little devil, you're going to tease poor Mum. I'll will get sooo wet; you'll see it running down my legs. I'm already getting turned on and wet. I sat down and held her strapped hand. In her ear I whispered, "This face is permanent. I'm the only one who can change your face now. It's our little secret."Her smile was captivatingly wonderful, but it faded around the edges. Vikkor couldn't take away or change her face, but the rest of her body could still be altered, and Carrie knew it. I looked up to see Vikkor's expression. She didn't look happy. Even the brunette to her right chanced a look and a slight amusement passed quickly across.