I noticed Mrs. Ladd's voice changing as she talked. Sometimes she sounded stern and authoritarian. And sometimes (without warning) her voice would slip and she'd sound just like a welcoming host. She was still new to the role of being domineering and wicked. She was going to need more dedication and practice if she was ever going to be as good at this as her daughter.
"I see your pubic area is shaved entirely bare," Mrs. Ladd observed as she stared at my crotch, "Was that your idea?"
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