1:35. "It's too early, Carl. Go back to bed." Mom! Mom! Wake up! Something's across the street! There's dead bodies! You gotta see it! MOM!"Andy was a...wake by now. Both he and Simone were struggling out of bed, they grabbed robes, and staggered into the living room. Dead bodies? HUH? They expected that the boys had discovered Santa's stash.Jimmy was staring out the front windows, his head under the sheer window drape. "Nobody's moved," he said.Carl dragged his father to the windows. They lifted. ”“True. But do you know who my most constant late night focus of my daily stroke-fest sessions?”“Beth, the head cheerleader?”“She’s in the top five, no doubt.”“Well, who would be number one then?”“Promise you won’t judge?”“No.”“Seriously, this is really embarrassing.”“Fine, I promise not to ridicule you too bad.”“My Mom.”“That’s not so bad. I was expecting Big Bertha or Old Woman Burgess. First, your Mom is ridiculously hot and second I have stroked about my Mom many times.”“You have?”“Of. I soaped up in the shower letting the water run down my long naked body. My nipples were erect again from the cold bathroom air and my still sleepy mind remembered my dream and the photographer’s mouth where the water now was. I washed my long blonde hair and enjoyed the smell of my new shampoo. It was wonderful – like lily of the valley and honeysuckle. I shaved my legs and underarms and gave my pussy an extra soaping. I accidentally slipped a soapy finger up inside me and sighed, wishing. Justy stroked her daughter’s hair, comforting the newly-initiated sub, trying to make out what had happened through the tears and snatched phrases reminiscent of Fifty Shades of Grey.Molly loved to read, but to experience the full effects of bondage and punishment on her young body was perhaps overwhelming.It didn’t really seem to help that Justy had warned them what to expect from her Dom in His kitchen.Saturday afternoon recounted by RachaelSam said he just wanted to watch us dancing naked,.