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Tutoring Amy

... driveway of her mother’s beautiful five bedroom, two and a half story home in Vallejo. “My goodness,” Victoria gasped. “Such a beautiful home.” “Yeah,” Amy scoffed. “What does your mother do for a living?” “Lives off my late father’s estate and the alimony of two ex-husbands since him.” “Oh". Victoria and Amy exited the vehicle and hadn’t made it halfway to the front door before Amy’s mother, Donna, came out to greet them. Dressed in a dark blue low cut, sleeveless silk top and white khaki shorts with a pair of sandals on her feet, forty-five year old Donna Sullivan literally oozed irresistible sexual allure. With exquisite feminine muscle definition from top to bottom, glamorously round 34 D-cup breasts and a pristine hour glass figure that was all wrapped up in silky soft and sultry alabaster skin, Victoria had no doubts as to where Amy got her physical beauty from. Combining these attributes with her platinum blond hair flowing fully and mystically down to her shoulder blades, as well as her piercing glacier blue eyes, gorgeous face and her pearly white smile surrounded by plump and luscious ruby lips: Donna Sullivan had Victoria Richardson’s undivided attention. She also had her daughter giving her a look so vicious and deadly that if looks could truly kill, Donna would’ve been dead where she stood. Amy glanced at Victoria and knew that it was already too late. She had already been infected by the venomous charms of the black widow that was her mother before a word was ...

... spoken between them. “Hello my darling,” Donna called out to Amy who just grimaced. “And this must be the amazing Doctor Richardson. I’m Donna Sullivan.” “Carlisle,” Amy snapped. “Your last name is Carlisle now!” “Semantics honey,” Donna replied. “Legality Mom,” Amy shot back. “You’re two husbands down the road from Daddy now.” “You’ll have to forgive my daughter,” Donna said to Victoria. “She’s a bit tenacious.” “Better that than a whore,” Amy whispered. Donna glared at Amy. Amy glared at Donna. Victoria slowly extended her hand to Donna. “Very nice to meet you,” Victoria said. “On nonsense,” Donna told her, taking Victoria by the arms and planting a kiss on each of her cheeks before wrapping her arms around her. “Mom please,” Amy growled. “Oh hush child,” Donna shot back. “Fuckin’ bitch,” Amy whispered under her breath. “Doctor Richardson, I cannot begin to truly express my gratitude to you for all the amazing work you’ve done with my sweet lil’ Amy here,” Donna said. “Please call me Victoria,” Victoria replied. “And believe me, it’s been my greatest pleasure to work with Amy. She’s a remarkable young woman.” Victoria glanced at Amy and smiled at her warmly. Now for the first time since they’d arrived, Amy smiled and she felt her heart thunder and her stomach leap at Victoria’s compliment. But her smile immediately vanished as Donna flung her arm around Victoria’s shoulders and led her toward the house, all the while going on about how she had struggled for so long to inspire ...