If there were no further mistakes to be corrected Anita was allowed to begin serving. This was another highlight of her evening, walking back and for...th from the stove and counter, often with her behind red and tingling, offering him each dish, like a well-trained slave-girl should, and filling his plate until he held up his hand, signaling that he had enough. Then resuming her kneeling position at his side while he ate.She knew there was no danger of her going hungry, of course. On these. We can look and not touch ... just as you've shown yourself capable of." She giggled a bit at this last.It was interesting how she spoke of herself and Lissa in a collective we, revealing the extent that they were sexual co-conspirators, and I had a moment of angst as I pondered how a genuinely "innocent" Jason would (should?) respond to that. Should he notice? Would it seem a bit ... unnatural? Unexpected?As I cogitated on these matters, Denise watched me closely. Suddenly, she erupted in a. Many would want you, hundreds, and would pay to be with you, to look at you, to make love to you, to watch you perform, to pet you, kiss you, lick you." I don't understand." She shook her head tossing golden curls. My cock swelled and jerked. I pictured her spread and impaled, writhing, snapping her hair across her lovely face as I lanced her."On the stage, my dear. I am sure you have seen them. Many women perform you know, in the theater, sing and play and dance." Oh, I couldn't." She blushed. I smashed my face into her sweet little pussy and felt the lovely cum juice slather over my cheeks and chin until she eventually came down from her cum and lay gasping for breath.Then I crawled up and planted kisses on both her little titties and on her mouth, once more letting my tongue part her lips and enter her mouth, giving her a taste of her girly cum juice, which she apparently savored, because she accepted my juicy kiss and wrapped her arms around her loving mother in complete.