First I lay and raised my legs so he could re attach the hobble chain and then stood in front of him as he locked the wrist cuffs back on. Imstood hol...ding his towel as he showered and dried him off. His cock was slightly less hard but once I kissed him I felt it jerk back to attention and I was pleased. I was sexy and he loved it. He slipped his silk dressing gown on and we went into the living room. His cock poked out and I stroked and wanked him as we kissed. He told me what drink to prepare. " Nope, not letting you leave until I get my fill of cuddling," I thought to myself.I grabbed his shirt and pulled him against me, while pressing my lips to his. He struggled for a moment and then wrapped his arms around me; pulling me tightly against him. Fear flooded into me but I pushed it back; I just want to be loved, and I'm not letting him leave. My hands found his pants button. He tried to protest, but I bit down on his lip; turning his words into an incoherent mumble.I got frustrated. It was smooth and white in color. Her lower hips sagged a little.Her side hips were fully-grown and awesome. She looked like a ripe fruit that ready to be picked and eaten. Her back part of the waist looked blossomed. It was fair and light pink in color. The mid rib went down to her ass and disappeared into her panty. She stood before me, an idol of beauty whom I had desired since the time I boarded the train. Her boobs were so soft that they started to shake like jelly when I removed her. Amy sighed, “Christ...I swear you are a fucking airhead, mother...” She walked over to her mom and knelt down on her knees. “Hold still, “she said. Amy then proceeded to shave her mom’s pussy. She kept the cigarette in her mouth, every now and then talking out of the side of her mouth, “Shit...fucking late...Dammit...”When they were finished, Amy picked out something for Jessica to wear. She chose a skimpy tank top and a plaid, skirt. When Jessica was dressed, Amy looked her up and down, “Not.