"Now puppy, you know that there is no yipping and that you have to act like a puppy during your masters visits - right?"You lower your head as you kno... you have been bad."Puppy, that even means that you don't stand up and walk to your toy to retrieve it - right?"Your mind is reeling, he saw that - damn your in bigger trouble than you thought."Do you understand puppy?"You look up, and nod your head in agreement.Ok, go fetch your toy and he throws it a short distance away of which you bound away. See, I also love him just the way I love you.Mom: Shut up, you bastard. You don’t love me. You remember me only when your dick erects. You are never there when my pussy is on fire.I was shocked to hear all that. My mom is having an affair with my uncle! She has been regularly giving me sleeping pills for so many years?Uncle: Are you going to waste time talking.?Mom: Wait. Let me confirm he is fast asleep.Then she stood up and started to remove her saree. Soon, she took off her saree, blouse and. I was pretty good with a grill but made no claim to greatness. Sandy, on the other hand, could really cook. I didn’t know what breakfast would be but I was willing to bet it would be good.I left my condo freshly bathed and shaved with my covered mug in hand. I knocked on her door and she opened it and invited me inside. She looked great. Of course, she had looked pretty darn good sweaty from running earlier.She took my hand and pulled me into her condo. I pushed the door closed with a foot. She. I just could not get enough. The one person whose feet I obsessed over, however, was my very own mother. Ever since I could remember, Mom would wear a skirt with pantyhose and heels to her job at one of the bank branches in town. And every afternoon when she would return home, I would just stare at her feet fantasizing about what I would love to do with them.I spent many a night digging into the laundry basket looking for one of her used pairs to masturbate with as I drifted off to sleep. I.