“Wendy Martin, I am free. I am acting of my own free will. I am asking you. Will you accept me and no other as your master? Will you obey me and ser...e me as long as you wear this collar? Will you look to me for guidance, protection, love, and comfort? Will you lift me when I stumble and correct me when I’m wrong; chasten me when I err and guide me when I’m lost? Wendy Martin, will you be my Tiger?”According to physics, an object cannot move from one set of coordinates to another without passing. Aunt Natalie had never married. He certainly seemed very upset by her loss, and as we talked on the front terrace of her house he took my hand and I comforted him.And it seemed quite natural for me to comfort him in any way I could. Words didn't seem enough. I kissed him and then pressed him between his legs. And his hand going up my skirt in response seemed equally comforting for me too. The touch of his fingers on my wet kang kang seemed like an act of kindness. This wasn't sex as I'd ever. It was too big. All I could do was to get the head in and suck on it while I used my hand to stroke the shaft. For several minutes I sucked hard and jacked off his shaft as fast as I could. My jaw hurt and I was afraid that I would not succeed, when my efforts were rewarded. His cum started spraying into my mouth. I could not swallow that much that fast and it ran down my chin and dripped onto my tits. I waited a couple minutes to see what was going to happen next but nothing did. Everyone. In t-shirt and panties only. She asked how I was and said happy new year to me. I asked her how she was with dad. They were both at home with some of our friends. She said it was good, calm and easy party. They went to bed something aroud 2AM. I was still a little bit d***k and noticed moms nipples under t-shirt. I came to her closer, took her hips and gave her a soft long kiss on lips. ‘Happy new year, mommy.’ I whispered but didn’t put my hands of mom. We were standing like that for a while,.