But since he posted his picture first, I got an entire day of ogling him and daydreaming about him at work. Although it wasnt readily visible in the p...oto, Tomcat is a big man. Broad shoulders, wide chest, large hands, just big all the way through. He was also quite scruffy, and quite a bit older than I had pictured him, maybe in his mid-forties. There was silver in his hair and scruff, and there were obvious dark tribal tattoos spiraling across his formidable biceps. Although his smile was. I unbuckled his belt, and he stopped. At first I thought that was the end of it, but then he helped me with the belt and unbuttoned his pants. He then took his shirt off and spread it out like a blanket on one of the bales of hay, then guided me over to it and took my shirt off. At that point, I followed his lead and took my jeans off while he watched. Then it happened, the moment I was waiting for. He took his big bulge out of his pants, and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was so big. I. “You’re taking this like such a good boy….. or girl, as it may be.”I must have blushed at her comment, or at least the thought of being a ‘Good Girl’, so Mrs. Perkins gently caressed my empty ball-sack.“This is a very important part of your training” she explained. The girth of the dildo was just inside my anal opening and I felt both full and excited.“Before I go any further” Mrs. Perkins said, “Let’s recap what it is that you know and understand.”“Yes Mommy” I panted out, “I understand that. .ek bottle mein kuch paani sa tha aur sb kuch tissue paper ki dabbe. Thodi der baadwo waapas aayi..main unki taraf dekhne laga. “saale, tereko bola tha na ache se likhe aana”..yeh bolte hue mere paas mein aakr khari huyi..main thoda sa nervous ho gya..-‘par did….’, “chup…”..usne mujhe ek thappar maara..- “didi nhi…mistress bol….kya bolega…?” mere gaalo ko haatoh se dabaate huye puchi..’mistress..!’ main bola..usne gaaloo zor se dabaakar ek jor se chata maara..phir chor diya.”kya kar ke aaya hai.