Just last year she was a child. Now, the thirteen-year-old has real breasts and Chloe can’t stop thinking about them. How firm, how lovely those bra...nd new titties must be...Chloe shakes her head and tells herself that she’s being a fool.By Friday, she’s exhausted. All she wants to do after school is go home and relax. She can’t avoid her daughters forever. They need to have a serious talk about what happened last week. Saturday morning seems like a good time for that.The house is quiet when she. Letting me know that she would not move or back down from me. “Why did you slap me again, Adrianna?” I asked her. “Because I wanted to, pig,” She calmly replied, “I told you that you are not a man. A real man would never insult a woman. A real man would be begging for me to allow him to kneel at my feet by now.” I half growled my reply, “I think you are confusing a real man, with a pussy. There is only one reason for me to be kneeling in front of you. Hell will freeze over before I beg. Dressed like them, I triggered the same combination of fear and excitement he'd experienced as a boy. And I had total control over him. He was exquisitely vulnerable lying across my lap with his cute ass fetchingly perched in the air. After administering a light spanking, I picked up a hairbrush. Then I really let him have it! I brought the back of the brush down on his bottom over and over again. I loved the sound it made as his ass turned pink and then bright crimson. Billy tried to take it. ‘Kinda? What do you mean?’ ‘Well I managed to climax but his cock went limp and I wanted to see him blow his load. You know, out of curiosity.’ We both laughed for a while and my heart began to slow down again. ‘I ask because I’m horny and want release and wondered of you fancied a wank too?’ I almost choked as I tried to swallow my beer. ‘Don’t worry if you don’t want to, I get it.’ he continued ‘Just thought I would ask.’ I wanted to come off as cool so I did not scream yes and seem overly.