She looked totally differentto how she looked at work although she still wore hertight black pencil skirt and jacket.Peter and jacinto were sat on the... sofa watching televisionwhen she walked in and plopped down in one of thearmchairs. ‘Be a darling and pour me a gin and tonic will you, iceand lemon?’ she asked her son.Peter went into the kitchen and came out empty handed.‘We don’t have any gin, Mum,’ he said.‘Be a good boy and pop along to the shops for a. Outside of that having two working parents sucks (and not in agood way). Larry asked me to stop by and help him with somehomework. This was the standard way to ask me if I was available.I would always say sure.Now Larry's house was a rancher with a full finished basement.The couch just called out to me. I knew what I was there for, atleast I thought I did. Larry did not seem sure. Hey no problem.Cum see me when you're sure. Larry might want his dick sucked,but could not make up his mind if he. He never touched her but she felt like she was chained hand and foot to him and just waited for his command. Those orders came every day and night for over two months. Over time she became completely under his control. Told what to wear to work and play, what to say and how to act. Edera’s whole being was being controlled by a virtual stranger.Under clothes were forbidden which wasn’t a problem as her figure was almost perfect with bosoms that stood out and up. No one could tell that they were. She did not shave down there. I gave her labia a first lick. It was apparent that she had thought that this might happen as she had applied strawberry flavored lube on her inner thighs and her cunt. Yolanda grabbed my head and pulled me tight to her mound. My tongue parted her lips and found her strawberry flavored inner folds. She was soaking wet. She kept holding my head and started rocking her hips as my tongue slid from her fuck hole to her clit and stabbed into her opening. I could.