She retrieves it and makes her way back to me slowly, its tassels falling across her tits as she wiggles towards me. She finds the position before me,...on her knees, my organ a blur as she faces it so close. Again she opens her mouth.I tell her to close it. I tell myself to be strong. This is part of her punishment. Resist those lips. Resist that mouth. Resist the proclamations of how much she loves having a cock in her throat and resist the knowledge that those who love it do it well.Reach to. I think she would too."This doesn't concern Lauren," she says, rather abruptly."Kristina is Lauren's best friend, she hangs out with us a lot, I think we'd both like her there, Mom," I answer. "Is that a problem?" Mom hesitates."No, I guess not," she sighs. "I'll see you tomorrow, honey." See you, Mom." As soon as she hangs up, I call Lauren. They're still en route to Kristina's house. I fill them in on the very brief conversation I had with mom."Thanks for including me, Brandon," Lauren says.. Your Mom might not want another teenager in the house. I might go crazy with too many women taking up all the bathrooms. We need to talk to Mom before I do anything like that."Cutie was laughing as well. "I'm sure Mom won't complain about having another daughter. Even if it is only for a little while, like until we get married. I have always wanted a sister. And Abo needs someone now. You could be strong for her and show her what a Dad is supposed to be like. I could help her the way I helped. ’ Man, the smile Daisy had could guide ships through a heavy fog. ‘Oh, you are just saying that because you know I am fifty eight.’ ‘How would I know that Daisy? Really, how could I know that?’ ‘Ya know Dais, I have wondered, those two guys, are they married? ‘No… Why?’ ‘Just seems they would be interested in you.’ ‘No they could care less as long as I do my job, that’s all that matters.’ ‘How about me taking you out to dinner Daisy, say the Olive Garden?’ ‘Really, Jerry?’ ‘Yes really, I am.