"Mom?" I croaked, breathing in and out quickly, almost starting to hyperventilate."Honey?" It's our deal isn't it?" I stammered quietly."What?" she sa...id, "Oh . . . no, don't worry, it's not over." Oh thank god," I said, sighing deeply. My mom chuckled at me."But it may have to take a little hiatus . . ." What do you mean?" I asked quickly."Grandma Patterson is coming to stay with us for the break." She said in a sort of apologetic tone.I just looked at her for a moment. "When is she coming?". Peta was sitting on a stool in front of a make up mirror with her back to me, naked apart from killer heels. Magnificent hips, all over golden sun tan, though modest tits visible in the mirror. “Does my body turn you on,” she teased as she stood with her back to me, Is my ass big? Forty-two inches.‘“Which way would you like to fuck me,” she smiled, full of confidence as she turned to face me, legs apart. Wonderful, fleshy thighs complimenting her hips and an exciting trimmed tuft of jet black. Nem is nagyon értelek, miért nem érdekelnek a pasik? – kérdezte hirtelen, és újabb lágy csókot lehelt a számra. – Én feladtam, amikor láttam, hogy még csak rám sem nézel…- Ó, pedig én mindig csak téged néztelek – szaladt ki a számon, mire a zöld szempár felcsillant, becsuktam a szemem, és elraktároztam az agyamban ezt a csillogást. – Más pasi nem érdekel, csak te – motyogtam csukott szemekkel. – Csak azt hittem, hogy engem nem talál senki… vonzónak. Én nem az a fajta, tökéletes szépség vagyok,. I brush and dry your hair. We go downstairs when I have finished.“Get me a drink and cigarette bitch, and put the telly on.” I return with your drink and you say, “I want you on your hands and knees in my presence all day. You will sit on the floor at my feet all day. You have five minutes to go wash and get on your slave outfit.”I crawl up the stairs and get into your dirty bath water, in the bedroom I put on my g-string, skimpy bra, fishnet stockings, suspender belt and stilettos. I crawl.