"...Without words…" her mother's words echoed in her head, muffling into an urging silence. She felt confident. She knew what she wanted at that moment. She would place her seal of ownership on him. She would have him in a way he had never been had. She had a series of things lined up for him in her mind.
She bent down and looked up at him. She blinked and then gazed into his eyes. Who knew what taking care of mums could get you?
She took his shaft in her hand and stroked it teasingly slow. Her eyes were still glued to his. Pushed her chest forward until her boobs touched his tip. She felt his whole body quiver in her hand and it inflated her ego. She liked that she was doing that to him. She liked how his body respond to the touch of her boobs. It was a good place to start even though it wasn't part of her script for the entire adventure.
