Just empty feelings of frustration that it really should be himself and not the likes of Tony, Sean or even Tom, not to mention that thug Kevin enjoyi...g his Mother, fucking her cunt, ass and mouth when it was he Dan, whom she should kneel before and call “Master”Looking at Catherine now, as young as he was, Dan could sense a submissiveness about his Mother. The rapid beating of her heart was clearly visible to him, as was her inability to look him in the eye. So with his own heart still. Telling about myself, my name is Sathya 27 from Andhra. I am 6.2” tall, pale brown and weigh 90 kgs. I am a mechanical engineer and working in a reputable company.I was born in a very religious, respected and rich family when I grew up my parents were very strict in any adult oriented matters. They always send a person with me whenever I am going to a cinema and they didn’t allow any girls to talk with me as everyone there knows me well I couldn’t have any adult fun. My only entertainment was. “See you later,” I said and watched her get on. Ten minutes later my arrived and I made my way down to the back of the bus. My clothes were soaking wet and my shoes made sucking sounds when I walked down the aisle between the seats. By the time we reached the bus station in San Antonio the sun had come out and the rain had stopped. That was the good thing about living on an island, the bad weather quickly went away. I walked the three blocks to my job and when I entered the cafe its owner,. From the four candles, a river of hot colour flowed that ensured the searing sensations were unremitting and the fused with the torment on my nipples from the clamp and lead weight. The wax continued to flow. Tegan meticulously made good on her promise, covering my tits with a thick coating of wax, a rainbow of depravity. Finally the candles burnt down. With the all the wicked attention dished out to my tits, I had nearly forgotten about the huge conical dildo that had been wedged into my cunt.