But I suppose one could call it an acquired taste, like beer or 19th century American novels. And it didn’t take me very long to grow to appreciate...it, like it, even need it. But that’s another story.“I’d like to start with a nice sound spanking, sir—I mean, Bob.”Mr. Shaver nodded and told his son to take his seat on the couch again. Travis did so reluctantly but quickly, taking time to slap both of my tits as he moved away. Both of them were pink and hot and swollen from his mouth and. “They feel better than they look,” I encouraged.“I bet,” he said. Carole turned slightly, pointing them at him. Guy took the opportunity and put his hand on her left tit. He squeezed it. “Oh, my God,” he mumbled.We got to Guy’s place. I drove up his driveway and turned off the van. I turned to look at them. Carole was looking down as Guy played with her tit. I reached over and ran my hand over the back of her head. “Come on, let’s go inside,” I said. Carole looked up into Guy’s eyes and then. She placed it near her love hole and said push it in my son. Fuck mumma like u always wanted to. My throat went dry and I could not utter a word, I broke into a sweat and slid my cock in genty. I just could not believe what was happening. It felt like a euphoria but sinfully beautiful at the same time. She moaned and breathed like a wife would. I thought I would come out in just two or three strokes so I told her Mumma I don’t think I can last that long. She said This whole night is yours. You are going to need some help," Mistresssaid, as she came into the room. She laid me down on the bed, andpulled out a roll of tape, which matched the new color of my skin. Shegave my little cock a few quick pumps, and then taped it to my stomach.A few layers of tape later, my cock and balls were completely taped tomy stomach, leaving a smooth, seamless appearance. I was then left todo the rest myself. The bra was no problem, as I was well versed inputting one on (though I seldom got to wear.