I put my legs down and I walk over to her and shake her hand she looks at me and I tell her that I would like to train her to be a domme and she says ...what’s that I tell her a Mistress like me I tell her that while she is training she will be making 2 grand a week and once the training is over she will be making 5 I also tell her if she says no she will be sold and since she has never been with a man she will bring big money she ask if she refuses I tell her that no one refuses it’s her only. She got the shaving foam, razors and shaved her pussy until it was smooth as silk. I love eating her pussy when freshly shaven. She asked me what to wear for that noon for the pick up as she invited the booty to our place and I told her anything she wanted. I told her to surprise me. That noon she told me to wait for sometime and she came in butt tightening jeans with her no panty lines visible (she was nude underneath and I could smell the dripping pussy inside) and fabulous top I admired the. We continued with our lesson until Morgan got back with a greasy bag of fast food and a tray of drinks. She tossed the bag on the table. “Is Coke okay, Quinn?” she asked me, putting a drink down in front of Taylor. “Uh, yeah, but…” I looked up at the library’s rules. “I hate to be a party pooper, but doesn’t the library have a rule against food?”Both of the girls looked at me weirdly, as if no person would ever bring that up. Taylor’s look, though, soon turned into a cheeky grin. “I guess we’ll. At least that was what my mom told me and dad at the dinner table when she came home from the surgery.Dad seemed disappointed, slumping a bit in his chair. He had not been consulted about his wife's decision to grow a cock. But he did not voice his discontent.Mom grew a lot more dominant in the household after this. And her muscles and her bulge grew. Before her surgery I had frequently heard my parents make love, but it grew silent now. And it seemed to take its effect on my mother the most,.