It?He. It, was a he. He was Patrick Jr, not Patrick. He was someone else.Later that night as she laid on bed her mind flashed through all of the feeli...gs she was having and sorting through them one at a time. The last she came to was the most difficult. She had accepted Patrick Jr as who he was and not what she wanted him to be, the one she felt compelled to sort out were her own pent up feelings of hate, fear, and love.When she was younger and the feelings of infatuation swept over her, she. From the drawer of the bedside table, I pulled out a large dildo.I lay back down, nude. I rubbed the hard rubber over my slit, over my aching breasts. I closed my eyes. I let the head of the facsimile cock play with my swelling labial lips, shuddering each time it grazed over my clit. My son’s face swam before my closed eyes as I slid the hard artificial cock into my clutching opening. It entered easily. I was wet, very wet. I heard myself give a small groan as the thick pole parted and entered. I quickly came out and directly went to mihir’s flat. He was sitting on the sofa and asked me what is the matter. I was real angry on him and asked him who else knows about our affair. He said no one. I shouted on him and said dont lie I am being blackmailed for this. But I saw he was least bothered about it and replied its your matter not mine deal with it. I went near him and slapped him. He got furious and twisted my hand and said how dare you? You need to learn to obey your master. I. She continues to moan and I can feel the vibration in my cock. I bend over and bite her nipples, my cock still buried in her throat. I stop my attention to her tits and just pump my cock in and out of her throat and she moans and squirms with the big dildo still buried in her cunt. I pull it from her gaping cunt, I slap her swollen pussy and she flinches with each slap. I stick the dildo back in her cunt as I continue to fuck her throat. She loves getting her pussy fucked with the big.