Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman herself. Auntie Sara... you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You bring a smile to my face every time your pink wings hold me in a cuddle and I wanted to say thank you by coloring you your very own kitten tale. I hope you like it. I used my magic crayons.I would also like to thank Bill Hart. I mentioned, “Pleasure was all mine.” Slowly our chats were getting cozier and I asked her to want me to be your master here my lady? She said, yes master. And then I made her do what I wanted to do with her and she did follow my commands. It was really working and hence we decided to do on phone. When we took it on phone, it really turned us more on as I could hear her spanks and moans, and I made sure that they are harder and louder. It was a great experience. We decided to do it in real soon. But her eyes flicked down to the bulge in my trousers, and we both knew I was completely aroused. I felt my face go crimson, and I couldn't understand why she wasn't mortified, too. "Never mind that now, we'll discuss your punishment later. Meanwhile, I didn't think to bring a tissue with me; I don't suppose you have one? Otherwise I'm going to have to finish the walk with a wet crotch, which will be horrid." The words "wet crotch" sent me almost wild with desire, but I was starting to. Her back was strong, as were her heart and her mind. Jeremy loved his mother deeply. Perhaps too deeply for his own good, if his friends were to be believed. She was everything to him. He came to her whenever he was confused, estranged from understanding the throws of life, or hungry for forgiveness. He would fall deep within her eyes, under the spell of her soothing voice and her healing thoughts. Jeremy fell helpless into the fugue, his dream, his fantasy. He had never met his mother. She.