Where's your mother? As she bent over her bra struggled to contain her ample cleavage. According to the family lineage, the type of body Kat had skipped a generation. Her mother is beautiful and has a good body but Kat's body is off the charts.
But I know — a Mother always knows. You sit there in your vanilla world, projecting a seemingly vanilla life, thinking no one could possibly know what depravities lurk inside that mind of yours…but I do. I know how the pull of dark lusts can lead you to even darker needs, pushing you down a path of wicked perversions you thought you would never go. These things I know; …these things I will teach you… …explore with you… …share with you. After all, a mother is a teacher of all things, are they not?