When she came back up I was in her room sitting on her bed.Mom said, “That was not fair, fucking me like that I the kitchen. Your father used to do ...that to me and it brought back certain feelings and emotions. Besides I enjoyed it way too much and its i****t. We cannot do it anymore.”I said, “Oh yes we can and we will, every day or else. I already fucked Jenny and she is okay with the new rule.”Mom started to protest when I got up and punched her rather hard in one tit. When she grabbed it with. A single secretary’s desk was stationed at the entrance. Each of the side walls had two corridors that ran off to who knew where and some of those French signs had arrows pointing on them, no doubt directing a person to where they needed to go ... if they were a Frenchy.“Hey, Pumpkin, can you understand any of these signs?” I asked hopefully because I was completely clueless.I noticed that there were two guards stationed in each far corner. Maybe they could be of help if we got desperate. She was a good babybut fussy when wet or hungry.Karen was a good mother. She spent most of the day nude, examining herbloating middle as her pregnancy progressed. Her nipples were dark andflowed constantly with milk. So much so that she had taken to milking thembetween feedings and storing the milk in the refrigerator. When Joey didn'twant the milk, Karen insisted Sam drink it.Sharon had taken to toys. She decorated her room with all kinds and sizesof dildoes, vibrators, and strap ons. She only. We talked business and as always I watched his eyes stare at my breasts which made my nipples very hard and he could see them through my dress, I made a point I'm going to the file cabinet and grabbing a document he needed to sign and bending over to show him where to sign so he could get a clear look down my dress which he did.I was ready to take him out to the shop to show him his equipment, as we walked around it I placed my folder down on its tabletop and I showed him some of these changes.
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